Toxic

[Hook]

Your so, fuckin' toxic I don't even know, bruh
All you do is talk shit on the low, huh
How you've changed, like I don't even know ya
Stay hatin' and I'll stay on the road, Just

Makin' moves, turnin' nothing into gold
I'll be makin' milli's off the shows, yah
You'll be stuck, Pigeon holdin' at home
Looking at your past, tell me where did you go Wrong?

[Verse]
Worn out days, drawn out nights
I gotta get my picture painted, gotta draw out right
But I might, snap, rip the paper in half
Cause every time I write a verse I'm gettin sick of the pad

It's like I'm lookin' at somebody who hates me
Know a couple pussies rather talk it than face me
Try to replace me, try to erase me
But don't wanna get up where that face be

Fuck you fools disgrace me
Make me, so sick, but I'm not getting hasty
No need to grab a gun, make it click, ask if it's tasty
Don't gotta leave a hole where your face be

Cause I'm cooler than that, I swear I'm cooler than that
They all try to set me off, by puttin' knives in my back
But all they do is give me weapons for my counter attack
Yo, Don't need you in my life it's a matter of fact

[Hook]
Your so, fuckin' toxic I don't even know, bruh
All you do is talk shit on the low, huh
How you've changed, like I don't even know ya
Stay hatin' and I'll stay on the road, Just

Makin' moves, turnin' nothing into gold
I'll be makin' milli's off the shows, yah
You'll be stuck, Pigeon holdin' at home
Looking at your past, tell me where did you go Wrong?

[Verse]
Look through these sights, you gawkin' at how I'm movin' forward
Thinkin' that I'll stop, Well boy, You best start thinkin' sober
I ain't slowin' down, until the day I'm fallin' over
Broken on my knees, beggin' the lord for a litle closure

I, Just need a little light
Just a little something so that I can sleep at night
But honestly my futures feelin' kinda bright
Like soon the girlies goin' be squealin' when ya boy's in sight

I swear on my life I that better make this
Cause I feel like I'm destined for all the greatness
Till I got so many racks, I cannot rake this
Everything is on this name, I cannot fake this kid

Like I told you from the start, every thing is on the heart
I'm married into the art, Till death's doin us apart
Surely know I'm positive, Till they put me where the coffin is
And rip out my esophagaus I can say with confidence

[Hook]
Your, fuckin' toxic I don't even know
Bruh, all you do is talk shit on the low
Huh, How you've changed, like I don't even know ya
Stay hatin' and I'll stay on the road

Makin' moves, turnin' nothing into gold
I'll be makin' milli's off the shows ya
You'll be stuck Pigeon holdin' at home, like
Lookn at your past, tell me where did you go right?