(Yeah, ay, yeah)
Post up with a flick, but I'm just tryna get up off the grid
I've been making bands and shit, but I'm just feeling sick
Hide inside my brain, hide my face behind a tint
DND, they can never take a f*ckin' hint
Fake-ass people all around, I don't f*ck with that
It be your own kind that wanna stab you in the back
F*ck with people they want dead, I cannot relax
All these thoughts inside my head, I might just relapse
Playing with my mental, so you'd think I'm going mental
If only they could see all of the shit that I done handled
I would bury all they bodies and then leave 'em all dismantled
Yeah, ay, yeah (ay)
Post up with a flick, but I'm just tryna get up off the grid
I've been making bands and shit, but I'm just feeling sick
Hide inside my brain, hide my face behind a tint
DND, they can never take a f*ckin' hint
Fake-ass people all around, I don't f*ck with that
It be your own kind that wanna stab you in the back
F*ck with people they want dead, I cannot relax
All these thoughts inside my head, I might just relapse
Movin' in a big-body, I got 40 licks on me
Seeing that I'm up, so they all saying that they been sorry
DNI, I don't care about how you f*cking been, shawty (uh, uh, uh, uh, uh uh)
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