[Intro]
No, I won't be surprised when she leaves, not at all
Not at all
[Verse 1]
It's back to puffer jackets, rap ain't payin' enough
Drive a hi-vis in this HiLux when we take it to cunts
I know cats that catch a habit just for tastin' this stuff
Baby, I'm crazy, come over, I'm gettin' wavy as fuck
I'm fightin' demons dolo, I don't care about the dice I roll
Penthouse Benny, doin' China white with China dolls
I tried to roll like everyone else, that shit wasn't for me
Phone on DND, fuck it, I'll sort that in the morning
I got no opps, they just talk, they don't wanna war me
That's a travesty, no Cactus Jack, I'm back to black
I'm Jack the Ripper on these rappers, I'll go slash for slash
Action-packed in my dacks if you got the cash for that
They don't see me at their shows, they just beam me for the blow
I'm a genie with blue magic, then Houdini in the smoke
I see green and I get greedy, so I need another load
My girl say that I'm needy, so I treat her like a ho
[Chorus]
I won't be surprised when she leaves
I'm surprised that she stayed
I'ma die in these streets
I'm fightin' with my mind, tryna sleep
'Less I'm high, then I'm eets
I'm just fightin' off sleep now
I won't be surprised when she leaves
I'm surprised that she stayed
I'ma die in these streets
I'm fightin' with my mind, tryna sleep
'Less I'm high, then I'm eets
I'm just fightin' off sleep now
[Verse 2]
I'm toxic like a fentanyl shot
Bitch, you knew me when you met me and you get what you got
I go hard until I'm dead or I could rest when I'm locked
I'm spinnin' blocks I used to live at just for debts I forgot
I don't care about these rappers or the next one to pop
That shit was me, detective sent lil' Ben to the box
But I'm back bendin' them blocks
I'm doin' numbers like them label dudes
I ain't tryna label dudes, but Sony put a label on your CD
Now get I paid off views? That's a rort, cousin
I took them same dumb meetings, floors up, then saw nothin'
Tore up them contracts, I'm independent on some posse shot
You seem more dependent on some pussy shit
We had to Vossi Bop the storm to get this cookie spliff
Now look, it's lit, I sip sambuca with some hooker bitch
My missus do the booking for and make sure that she lookin' thick
Hotel by myself, I'm off a 30 just to sook a bit
[Chorus]
I won't be surprised when she leaves
I'm surprised that she stayed
I'ma die in these streets
I'm fightin' with my mind, tryna sleep
'Less I'm high, then I'm eets
I'm just fightin' off sleep now
I won't be surprised when she leaves
I'm surprised that she stayed
I'ma die in these streets
I'm fightin' with my mind, tryna sleep
'Less I'm high, then I'm eets
I'm just fightin' off sleep now
[Outro]
Mmm
Uh (Mhm)
I won't be surprised when she leaves, not at all
I'm toxic
No, I won't be surprised when she leaves, not at all
Not at all
I will not be surprised when she leaves me, I don't care at all
Toxic was produced by Tasker.
It’s my favourite track. We made three different beats for it over time. There’s one version with saxophone. I’d never sung before, other than these Nirvana things on SoundCloud, years ago. I’d had a big week—I was partying. I went away, I came back and I was just in a mood. Tasker was in the studio...