Fulla Pills

[Intro]
I'm just prayin' that they listen to me (Just prayin' that they listen to me)
Please just listen to me (Yo)
Hm, hm

[Chorus]
My mind be full of rage and my system full of pills
Brodie died, I didn't cry, I don't know how else I could feel
But I'm glidin' 'til I die and I'ma always rise the steel (Aye [?])
I've been sick of all the myths, they gon' hear this shit for real
OT dissin', he got clapped, you can't ask him how it feel
Now he's dead inside the dirt, he ain't outside in the field
When I let this switchy work I'm knockin' niggas off they heels
Thirty shots in both knocks, me and ****, just me and him
If we bounce out of this free we gotta aim above the rim
I could never go **** ****, what these niggas did to him
If I'm clutchin' two eight shots I'm leaving' niggas dead and grim
Shit is grim, nigga dead and ain't nobody slide for him
That's on [?], if we get the drop you know we runnin' in
And I came with twenty six, two eight shots came with a glitch
Niggas say they gon' get me, I put a button on the fifth

[Verse]
Nigga dissed, now he a pack, parked his wheels and tapped his hat
You should never trust a bitch, she'll give the drizz to where you at
His lil' homies didn't ride from the day that he got clapped
If you think this shit's a game then you can die just like the last
You can die just like the last, tell the opps don't say my name
Dairy Queen, my favourite pack, hit his face and blow his brains
He never thought that he was next, we turned a ** into a strain
They stay thinkin' with they dicks, that's why these niggas died the same
It's a button on my gat, bet that kid can't run from this
If he try and he trip, bet I'm standin' over him
Only two rappers left, I'm tryna knock 'em off the list
Only **** and ****, tell these niggas, "Get it in"
I heard they OGs was pleading and said they didn't want the smoke
That was his school bus bestie and he ain't ride when he got smoked
He was dissin' when we was into it so I'll never let it go
He was lackin' in his crib, then he died outside his home
How the fuck is niggas dissin' but they OGs turned to weed
He was dissin' 2Eight then he crashed into the tree
We did Dairy Queen the worst, I know he wishin' he was me
He was beggin' to be famous, put his face on every screen
Put a fifty on the button, nigga dissed and now he's nothin'
If you smoke inside your car don't stay too long 'cause I ain't bluffin'
I was parkin' niggas wheels 'fore this shit ever went public
'Fore this shit ever got real, niggas been runnin' and duckin'
With Lil BK in the DV and we dressed in all black
Givin' trims, givin' fades, he ain't even have a mask
Leave his brains on all the walls, he won't get to raise a gat
I'm flyin' fast on the 401 and prayin' I don't crash

[Chorus]
My mind be full of rage and my system full of pills
Brodie died, I didn't cry, I don't know how else I could feel
But I'm glidin' 'til I die and I'ma always rise the steel (Aye [?])
I've been sick of all the myths, they gon' hear this shit for real
OT dissin', he got clapped, you can't ask him how it feel
Now he's dead inside the dirt, he ain't outside in the field
When I let this switchy work I'm knockin' niggas off they heels
Thirty shots in both knocks, me and ****, just me and him
If we bounce out of this free we gotta aim above the rim
I could never go ****, what these niggas did to him
If I'm clutchin' two eight shots I'm leaving' niggas dead and grim
Shit is grim, nigga dead and ain't nobody slide for him
That's on [?], if we get the drop you know we runnin' in
And I came with twenty six, two eight shots came with a glitch
Niggas say they gon' get me, I put a button on the fifth