Linux

[Intro]
I gotta go do it
Yeah, yeah, ooh
Yeah

[Chorus]
We just rack up all the digits
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, huh
Pop out the car when I'm [?]
You flexin' a rented, that shit unforgiven, huh
He saw me take to my .40
Then he got the [?] Linux, huh
Niggas [?], huh
Get the fuck out of my business

[Verse 1]
Yeah, try to fuck me when you finished
[?]
I lost some [?] my brain can't keep up
[?] myself all the time, indeed
Oh, I feel the more I bleed
It gives me energy
Abusing alcohol, who gon' remember me?
[?] I go through everything
Tryna give my all, I don't got no place to call home
I don't know if she loves me no more
Rolling backwoods to express my thoughts
Anxiety, tell me what's real
I just hide the feel, I just hide the feel
Anxiety, tell me what's real
I just hide the feel, I just hide the feel
I'm so lost in my mind
I'm so lost in my thoughts in the past
I wish I could rewind
And figure out why things went this way

[Chorus]
We just rack up all the digits
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, huh
Pop out the car when I'm [?]
You flexin' a rented, that shit unforgiven, huh
He saw me take to my .40
Then he got the [?] Linux, huh
Niggas [?], huh
Get the fuck out of my business

[Verse 2]
Oh damn, it's a second verse, I ain't even trying
You talkin' bread, she be crying, huh
And to you she be lying, huh
And now you mad 'cause you got [?]
Back down, back down [?], huh
I put my middle fingers up to the rivals I done killed
Got lemonade Sprite up in my cup, let's pop a seal
Did too many drugs, I don't even know what's real
I lost face of reality, it's just bound to be
I'm in the traps like the mouses, I swear I'm bound to be
And if a nigga gon' talk, it's gon' be a catastrophe
[?], I don't even know who's really asking me
I mean, I don't care, I just play ball
To the hate I'm just Ray Charles
Did the dash then I race off

[Chorus]
We just rack up all the digits
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, huh
Pop out the car when I'm [?]
You flexin' a rented, that shit unforgiven, huh
He saw me take to my .40
Then he got the [?] Linux, huh
Niggas [?], huh
Get the fuck out of my business

[Verse 3]
Some of these people so damn surprised I made it out
Remember playin' Call of Duty on my momma's couch
When I was in high school, ain't nobody help me out
Now I don't smoke weed unless it's good loud
I can't waste all of my hate on some fuckin' followers
You used to call me broke back then, now you need a dollar, huh
These [?] niggas, you can't acknowledge them
Yeah, you were on the fuckin' road and then you totaled it, yeah
I made nothin' to somethin', y'all niggas hatin'
Got a .30 on my side, that shit black like it's Haitian
Come on bitch, let's get high, let's have a vacation
Money on my mind, I'm just tryna fuckin' make it

[Chorus]
We just rack up all the digits
I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, huh
Pop out the car when I'm [?]
You flexin' a rented, that shit unforgiven, huh
He saw me take to my .40
Then he got the [?] Linux, huh
Niggas [?], huh
Get the fuck out of my business

[Outro]
Get the fuck out of my business