Syonara

Verse 1
Syonara, snitches and fucking tattletalers
Syonara to people sketchy as alligators
I'm making money, but honey, this shit is not enough
For what I'm doing, no, I'm just coming off fucking nothing
Thinkin to look around, feeling paranoid as fuck
Like I'm the one smoking dope up in your uncle's truck
There has to be another way to advance, keep the haters in last, and get to bathing in cash, bitch
Don't get to acting like I ain't gonna matter, shit
I see you kicking it with (piggies in acid?)
Goodbye, I'll see you, syonara
I'll burn your house down, I'll throw a brick through your car-ah
You feel no sorrow for piece of shit not works
I got plenty ideas guaranteed to harbor
And I ain't never going back to a jail cell
And that's word, motherfucker let it sell itself

Hook
I'm saying syonara
To the struggle, fuck the problems
Too many motherfuckers talk in huddles
See I'm a man, I don't need no drama
I'm saying syonara
Get to moving, nigga I ain't got it
Get out the phone, I ain't hold it, nahdah
See I'm a man, I don't need no drama

Verse 2
He said that she said that he said that I'm the dick
What he did not know is that I is fireman
Meaning that I'm gonna put out his flame
If he wanna get to running his mouth, I'm gonna hang
With a piece of flesh located beneath the waist
(Now on the pecker if you want, but it's a piece of cake?)
Hah! Yeah! That nigga there crazy
Good looking Black Sheep, the beat is amazing
Ain't nothing hazy about this shit though
I'll shove a bat up a snitch's little shithole
And make em hiccup, like a big girl
After sucking a dick and drinking hypno
Goddamn motherfucker, I'm a sick dude
Staying cocky as fuck, like I could pimp you
And I ain't never going back to a jail cell
And that's word, motherfucker let it sell itself

Hook
I'm saying syonara
To the struggle, fuck the problems
Too many motherfuckers talk in huddles
See I'm a man, I don't need no drama
I'm saying syonara
Get to moving, nigga I ain't got it
Get out the phone, I ain't hold it, nahdah
See I'm a man, I don't need no drama

Verse 3
Who would've known that the little boy grow up
To sell a little bitch like his daddy (time?) so what
Who gives a fuck what I saw back in the day
When I left the division that I got to get paid
It quietly (ignites?), kinda shit changes
The adolescence finding it hostile to (guilt em bank?)
But lately, yeah I'm tryna find another way, yeah
(Going solitary comments every shading?)
I get to slaving for days and getting angry
It seems strange, but baby I been caged in
And what the fuck would happen if your niggy went back?
You'd fucking poison, put your tongue on they nutsack
Friends all care when you're there and then they switch
So fuck you ain't caught in this dirty ass mess
And I ain't never going back to a jail cell
And that's word, motherfucker let it sell itself

Hook
I'm saying syonara
To the struggle, fuck the problems
Too many motherfuckers talk in huddles
See I'm a man, I don't need no drama
I'm saying syonara
Get to moving, nigga I ain't got it
Get out the phone, I ain't hold it, nahdah
See I'm a man, I don't need no drama

I'm saying syonara (x4)