These Hoez Shaped Like Fiji Bottlez

I can feel the changes
I used, to do, this shit, for fun, but nowadays I wanna get famous
I'm only worried 'bout my funds, lately it just feels like I'm on a whole 'nother basis
I'm puttin' up a front, like I don't give a fuck, can't look my fam in they faces
This shit might be contagious, maybe
At it's it roots my quest just shoulda been love
But, black thoughts taintin' up my paint brush
I can't fake trust, I should burn my brains up
I should really take drugs, I just really hate love
I've just been in a rush, I don't really mean much
Bitches say they hate us, that's just cuz they ain't us
They ain't never break us, they just steady ate crumbs
Never got they pay up, wait until my tape’s up
AAP the greatest, now until the date comes
And my style done switched up?
But sharp as a switch blade, get a bitch cut
You hit play, drop a mixtape, then get fazed, when the shit sucks
Don't get cake, you bit Drake, then expect me, to praise ya? Fuck off
I, wrote this five times, shit i can't lie, I got problems with callin'
I smashed my phone ‘gainst the wall and, I feel tension when talkin'
Not to mention since August, been more distant than comets
Cuz ain't been nothing but onnist
If it ain't ruff then be quiet on tha set like I'm
Straight up outta Compton the compe-tition
Never been in this position, cuz lately all the shit I'm spittin'
Could rip apart your coalition in a minute
And it's pushin' my mental to the limits
My homies say I never listen, tryna make all this shit perfect
Got a vision tryna stir shit, so I doubled on the workin'
Got up all these fuckin' verses, so just wait until they surface
AAP, AAP, AAP
Diamond Gang, Diamond Gang, Diamond Gang
I'm Devon Culbert what up