i’ve got a story to tell

[Intro]
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Okay
(I love you, Shyne)

[Verse]
All of that talking that niggas be doing on live just be online
Niggas be acting like they really walking shit down, but they don't even be outside
Yo' pole too clean, boy, you free outside
Give that shit back to yo' grandad
Got hella strikers, so you gon' need more than a bandage
I been told shorty ass, "Can it"
We crushing shrooms on the E-way
Got hella smoke in my eyes, now I need a mechanic
Mama, they drugs, but they help me
Don't like to pick up the phone when I'm high 'cause you panic
When shit get hard, I just flip through my different obsessions, addictions I picked just to manage
I'm just a different lil' nigga that botting and blackballing
Ain't working, you gotta ban it
Motherfuckers eating the dick up on Twitter and ain't getting fund for it, what is you doing?
Can't give a fuck if I'm reject, my bank account still accept it
Talk about money, I'm fluent
Niggas be acting real gay, I mean gossip like females
Fuck all that being congruent
Ducking yo' taco, you niggas cocooning
You gon' die soon this ain't like the movies
I don't want niggas dead, I wanna give 'em a shit bag
I'm tryna watch 'em bleed slow
Act like under this jacket I'm strapped with c4
Talked to P5, I told him bleed it some more
My chopper bully, big body Samoan
FMJ, they coming through, knock 'em over
Get off the shit, and my eyes Nakamura
Some days, I can't even look in the mirror
When I wake up, I just wanna do bad
When I wake up, I see everything bleed
Feel like the only one taking the weight
Feel like the universe punishing me
I gotta make sure the punish repeat
Niggas be having a whole lot to say on my name, but they quiet, they run into me
Niggas be having a whole lot to say
They get comfortable they could just talk on a screen
I don't know safety, my shit never safety
You comfortable, you got the Gen to your teeth
I don't know safety, my shit never safety
You comfortable, you got the Gen to your teeth
I got the shit make you float like a butterfly, sting yo' lil' brother like bees
When you wake up, get cake up, you do anything
All of my life, all these hoes been Chris Paul, they ain't getting a ring
I'on like hoes with the big eyelashes that look like bird wings
Dumb ass said I'm losing her, her brain like burger meat
If I told her how I'm telling y'all right now, she'll fuck 'round murder me