AFRAID

[Chorus]
Stuck on the top of this shit, I can't fall down now
I'm on the top of this shit, going all out now
I had a couple of friends, but, we all fell out
I don't trust nobody, bitch, I had to space you out
You lucky as shit I don't call you out
I got all that shit I could end you now
I got word on this shit that your bitch go 'round
I ain't worried bout shit if I gotta go down
I was raised on this shit, I know how to move 'round
Got stuff in my chest that I gotta get out
In my head that I gotta let out
Put it all in the ground, bitch, I gotta lay it down
Motherfucker stuck in the box and you ain't getting out

[Verse]
You stuck where you are, I don't know how that feel
Now, I don't even know how to feel
I don't even know what's real
I gotta cut my deal
Trying to walk like this, you can't even steal
Big stick in the back, I'm ready to kill
I changed my last, give a fuck how you feel
I ain't handing that out, I ain't cutting no meal
I got too many drugs in my body, for real
And I don't even want no help, bitch
It feel like I'm living in hell, in this
I'm going right down to the bottom of this
Ima kill myself just to prove this shit
Ima take that L, don't need approval for this
Ain't looking at everybody else for this shit
I'm looking at everybody else like a bitch
I came out my shell just to go and get rich
Uh, go take a breath, 'cause I know you afraid
I was the best one and you was just holding me back 'til I broke out the frame
Yeah, heard from the talk that you really was bad
I tested it, you not the same
Put a polka dot pattern right in that brain
I clean that shit, I shot at the lames

[Chorus]
Stuck on the top of this shit, I can't fall down now
I'm on the top of this shit, going all out now
I had a couple of friends, but, we all fell out
I don't trust nobody, bitch, I had to space you out
You lucky as shit I don't call you out
I got all that shit I could end you now
I got word on this shit that your bitch go 'round
I ain't worried bout shit if I gotta go down
I was raised on this shit, I know how to move 'round
Got stuff in my chest that I gotta get out
In my head that I gotta let out
Put it all in the ground, bitch, I gotta lay it down
Motherfucker stuck in the box and you ain't getting out