Control

[Intro]
I don’t wanna be in the band anymore
It’s like
It’s not happening to me
But someone pretending to be me
It’s like
I don’t have any control anymore

[Chorus]
I got what you need so I can’t lose control
Smoked 21 grams I can feel it on my soul
Spent so much time caring I don’t care anymore
I got what you need so I can’t lose control

[Verse 1]
Able and Cain
I was just able
Big homie he had me hold down that little spot
Watch for your friends someone was cuttin
Now they wonderin if Ima go pop
Wanted to pop all three they wigs
Calm down bruh they’s kids
2 days later someone at the corner
Got they muhfuckin hair did
Salon bumpin solange aye
Tryna keep on keepin on
This life’s a mirage made with a collage aye
I’m losin control no big Shawn
But

[Chorus]
I got what you need so I can’t lose control
Smoked 21 grams I can feel it on my soul
Spent so much time caring I don’t care anymore
I got what you need so I can’t lose control

[Verse 2]
Like the new manager at your 9-5 but this is serious
Not sayin a jobs not important but I never took none of them bitches serious
My style too potent
Even when I’m down bad
I was mad at the world
But when I see her now we dap
My nigga my nigga
I’m assed out cuffed in chains
Watched Another black man slain
Bled out by the store
I looked then
Ignored
Ain't none of my business mane

[Chorus]
I got what you need so I can’t lose control
Smoked 21 grams I can feel it on my soul
Spent so much time caring I don’t care anymore
I got what you need so I can’t lose control
I got what you need so I can’t lose control

[Outro]
The fucking pies are fucking old
The fucking chips are fucking cold
The fucking beer is fucking flat
The fucking flats have fucking rats
The fucking clocks are fucking wrong
The fucking days are fucking long
It fucking gets you fucking down
Evidently chicken town
Thank you