PHONEY

[Verse One]:

Pull up in a cab
Sniff in the back
Man turn up with gang
Spliff in my hand
Sipping on jack and coke
Man do a dab don’t choke
I don’t wanna splash my foes
But if they go I'ma go
It’s just me a bad bitch and codies
I mix the sprite with the codeine
Mask on my face they don’t know me
Man don’t wanna approach me yeah
I got the tech
Your bitch be giving me neck
Man lose respect, better have a stab proof vest
If you don’t shoot we press
22 chefs, couple a heaters
Fuck all the feds, tryna retrieve us
So many skets, make me say Jesus
Where’s all the real ones?
Fuck all these divas
Wanna go to bed b, yes please
I don’t wanna check these text nah
I just wanna bang green chat breeze
I don’t wanna be in real life nah
I just want nothing i want to be numb
Bottle a henny a bottle of rum
Packet of smokes, packet of gum
I don’t even smoke what a joke so dumb
Don’t do coke
But if I’m offered a line I’m not really inclined to decline
Can’t stay afloat
Sippin' on cheap shop wine
Man can’t go to sleep I’m woke

[Outro]:

I don’t know
Fuck my foes
Fuck my woes
Fuck these hoes, i don’t need 'em
You need Jesus, I need freedom
I do not need him
I live for myself
I respect your religion but don’t try to push it on me
It’s just not for me
Just let me be, aye aye
Just keep it g
I’m a confused child
I’ll tear the roof down, fuck your rules now
I'ma make a milli on my jack jones
I'ma be my own back bone
I got juice now
Got a crude smile, evil from the roots down, aye
I'ma fuck the face of the earth
You don’t know nothing bout hurt
I came from the dirt!