KNOCKOUT

[Hook]
I couldn't tell you if you lied or made me try to speak
My highest peaks in later down the line, I tried to leave
Fuck the weed, I need to sober up and try to keep my feelings out the way of my body before my life depletes
Yet again, too
I'm a friend, too
I'm a son and almost father yet again, fool
My life is out of pocket
A story trashed, depolished
Put my love into my mom
(Fuck you, let it out)

[Verse]
I pick apart the cash
It's hard to make my starter blast
Guess I start the race, it's harder
Way too far from past
I need a blunt to smoke
I need a blunt to cope with stress I kept an undercoat for everything fucking emotion
You made me love to cope
Instead of loving a person, I need a lover's soul
Friends from the past had made me love the po
The po that made lil brodie cold
I hate that shit
This a knockout
Waiting for my moment and the Glock out
Only hitting licks and killing shit when it's hot out
Carlo, you ain't shit
You twisted buzz, it's too embarrassing
Saying you got tracks that kill mine, guess they not out
Ex-bitch quick gassed, now he back and 'bout to lean back
Claiming hoods that ain't yours, shit I see that
Put your mama in some new docs was a clean match
Looking at you choking
Oh no, give him C pap
Manager took a listen of who you truly acting like
I won't ever pass the mic
Manager your criticism, inhibit visions pass the sky
But I bet you wish you had a life
Mac 10, you don't know that, get your raps straight (Carlo)
If you running with my team, you done seen goat
I been carrying these fuckers til my back break
And this pussy always snapped at my mean jokes
Now Carlo, back to you, my friend
You drinking piss and thinking of a diss, this is the end
I'm taking all your work and scribbled on it with my pen
You threatened all those pics and now you played pretend?
I never sinked that low, and my lows have went down on true shit
Comparing you to sticks stuck in my teeth, I need a toothpick
I'm back to give you two options:
You either speak the truth or dude, stop it
Cause if I hear you lie another time, I'm picking pockets
Pick your option

[Interlude]
I don't know why, whoa
I don't know why, whoa-oa
I don't know why, oh
I don't know why, oh- oh
Oh- oh

[Hook]
I couldn't tell you if you lied or made me try to speak
My highest peaks in later down the line, I tried to leave
Fuck the weed, I need to sober up and try to keep my feelings out the way of my body before my life depletes
Yet again, too
I'm a friend, too
I'm a son and almost father yet again, fool
My life is out of pocket
A story trashed, depolished
Put my love into my mom
Learn to love my father