XTC

Intro:
Someone said, motherfucker
You is dead, run up on ya
Na na na

Hook:
I'm off the ecstasy you know I’m fiending, fiending, fiending
I gave her my heart, I hope she ain't leaving, leaving, leaving
Got a bitch from the south just in case she leaving, leaving, leaving
You know I'm just playing joking round like cleveland, cleveland, cleveland
I fucked that little bitch, left her like the guy who producing this beat
Shoutout to my boy Bleedin
Shoutout to Jay
Know we be cracking them cards evеryday, the youngins steady scheming
Right now I blow my feelings in thе sky
Your words hit sharper than katana so I hope that you don’t lie

Verse:
Hope you staying by my side
Hope you really down to ride
I keep that 40 on my waist
So run up on me you gon' die
Fighting demons in my heart and my head too
I don't know if I'm winning or losing this battle
But know I got nothing to lose, lose
Feel like I'm trapped inside a cage and they won't let me loose
I can't feel thing when I'm sipping on my juice
They don’t know what I’m capable of
Let me show you what I'm ’bout
Water all on my wrist so I'm not in no drought
Might go fuck on yo bitch but she just want the clout
You can call me what you want but I'm not no clown
It make me happy when my haters frown
I'm a big dog so they want me in a pound
Gotta keep my circle tight you can’t hang round
I heard you talking to the feds

Someone said, you told on us
Now you dead, motherfucker
Pouring fours, six rings feel like kobe
Fuck that bitch from the back
Now all of a sudden she know me

Hook:
I'm off the ecstasy you know I'm fiending, fiending, fiending
I gave her my heart, I hope she ain't leaving, leaving, leaving
Got a bitch from the south just in case she leaving, leaving, leaving
You know I'm just playing joking round like cleveland, cleveland, cleveland
I fucked that little bitch, left her like the guy who producing this beat
Shoutout to my boy Bleedin
Shoutout to Jay
Know we be cracking them cards everyday, the youngins steady scheming
Right now I blow my feelings in the sky
Your words hit sharper than katana so I hope that you don't lie

Verse 2:
Y'all motherfuckers be wanting an interview
I just pulled up with a chop like it's private school
They really hating on me but don't mind it cool
I pull up with my new bitch and she finer too
If we stop at the mall then I'm copping designer too
Talented but they seem like they jealous ooh
Not my fella, who? Bro we fell off
Keep a tech by my side no Microsoft
I'm just tryna live up but you killing my vibe
I'mma cop me a pound we ain't copping no dimes
I'mma lace it with xanny she dropping her panties
I'mma hit from the back I might need a plan B
Who really fuck with me
You can't get the bucks like me
You can't get the money like me
Bet you wish you were me
Every single day is pay day
My hearts been slashed I'm screaming mayday
I just pull up with a AK
And you still walk around with a melee

Someone said, you told on us
Now you dead, motherfucker
Pouring fours, six rings feel like kobe
Fuck that bitch from the back
Now all of a sudden she know me

Hook:
I'm off the ecstasy you know I'm fiending, fiending, fiending
I gave her my heart, I hope she ain't leaving, leaving, leaving
Got a bitch from the south just in case she leaving, leaving, leaving
You know I'm just playing joking round like cleveland, cleveland, cleveland
I fucked that little bitch, left her like the guy who producing this beat
Shoutout to my boy Bleedin
Shoutout to Jay
Know we be cracking them cards everyday, the youngins steady scheming
Right now I blow my feelings in the sky
Your words hit sharper than katana so I hope that you don't lie