Pesos (feat. lxtus)

Woke up, fuck the world, i don’t need a rubber bruh
You can find another but you’ll never find another one
I’m sick of us, givin, then i’m throwin up
Breathing heavy, bout to come
To my senses, if i start to feel i’m gonna run
Like they the police, politicking one deep
Leaning on the sink, drippin, got a nose bleed
Trippin, i got no sleep. everybody owes me
Got a lot of soldiers, but none of them’s a homie
Y’all must miss the old me. when demons used to hold me
When hoes couldn’t hoe me, i’d only let em blow me
The colors that you show me gonna end up in a rollie
And now you can’t control me, you watching clocks mold me

Word on the block, none of this is real though
Shawty give me top, then she callin me a weirdo
Homies give me props, they don’t even know the deal though
They wanna buy my time but they tryna pay with pesos
None of this is real though
Shawty give me top, then she callin me a weirdo
Homies give me props, they don’t even know the deal though
They wanna buy my time but they tryna pay with pesos

All black all summer, we attracting heat boy
Cameras taking shots at us like we was fucking decoys
Man Fuck that bloc up deploy, the dopies and the d-boys
Deep state came to destroy the politics with c4
Messages rates apply bitch, so pls don’t hit my mother fucking line With that fuck shit (unless you tryna function)
If it ain’t about the highs or my life or design then it’s something
I can’t fuck with, (i bet they gonna fuck with this though)
Yo ashxs boy i fuck with this, just got some suck from succubus
She stole my soul man fuck that bitch, I let her hoe my consciousness

Word on the block, none of this is real though
Shawty give me top, then she callin me a weirdo
Homies give me props, they don’t even know the deal though
They wanna buy my time but they tryna pay with pesos
None of this is real though
Shawty give me top, then she callin me a weirdo
Homies give me props, they don’t even know the deal though
They wanna buy my time but they tryna pay with pesos