I Wanna Leave

[Intro]
Brodie fuck this rap shit for a minute, please just listen to me
I'm losin' my mind and everybody's just tellin' me to rap
I'm going crazy and niggas tellin' me to rap
I don't think that you hear me

[Chorus]
I'm sorry my dog I'm not okay I can't pretend
I don't do drugs for fun, I take these pills 'cause demons in my head
Tell me that she love me she don't know it's a demon in her bed
Savage run a nigga down and shoot his soul up out his head
Mom I'm sorry I know the life I chose to live must have you stressed
But anywhere I go I got my extra clips it's more than ten
That's my Melly, that's my Griffin, that's my Captain 'cause they step
I think you know how this shit go, if you don't ride then hold the bench

[Verse]
Hey yo Birdman I hear niggas talking but they do not play they trench
Don't know why they hold their arm go check reports we hit a head
But I could talk about some different shit
Talk 'bout how I dropped a basic one and got a better bitch
Talk 'bout how I do not even try and they can't match the drip
Talk 'bout how I barely even try and I'm still makin' hits
Think she said her name Ariah I want her to have my kids
But I don't know cause I still feel like they might be a better fit
I know you don't love me you just with me for the benefit
You ain't really care about how I feel just want me cause I'm lit
Tried to take a snap inside my wheels I almost slapped a bitch
Had to take a trip up on these sides watch brodie slap the fifth
Yo listen I fell in love with shooting people
My lil' white girl say I'm evil and it's true so I can't fend it
Someone told me that the devil is inside of me they meant it
My lil' brodie will never be the same was with me when I drenched him
Niggas can't come to my block them youngins will show you the exit
I still got love for the steppers drop a bag on every member
We just bought a car it's August spin that bitch until September
I watched niggas vomit, couldn't keep that trauma in the system
My brodie so lava, he try pop off on like every dinger
Please don't get it twisted I am not a rapper or a singer, I'm evil
I'm sorry mama I don't got no heart
I ain't been the same since I done watched a brain turn to art

[Chorus]
I'm sorry my dog I'm not okay I can't pretend
I don't do drugs for fun, I take these pills 'cause demons in my head
Tell me that she love me she don't know it's a demon in her bed
Savage run a nigga down and shoot his soul up out his head
Mom I'm sorry I know the life I chose to live must have you stressed
But anywhere I go I got my extra clips it's more than ten
That's my Melly, that's my Griffin, that's my Captain 'cause they step
I think you know how this shit go, if you don't ride then hold the bench