YungSwegLawd

It’s getting so mad
Back to back Kappa tracksuits on my clothes rack
Sweg, I got no swag
Unless it’s coke I got the raw there, no bash
They told me to kill ‘em with kindness, no thanks
Channeling my energy, get with the program
He’s switching over to a different team on his old gang
Acting like he’s family to those men
Ain’t it the first time he’s done it bro I know the whole plan
He’s clout chasing
I’m building a foundation
I got bills and some down payments
Party boy, ill and outrageous
Still billing loud flavors
I don’t go to sleep, I just pass out
I have no more dreams, it’s just blacked out
I live my nightmares I’ve been slept on
If life’s been fair, I’ve been dead wrong
Trust issues made me lose a lot of people
Cut ‘em off before they do a lot of evil
Paranoia got me ridden into energies
Paranoia turned my frenememies to enemies, yeah
Sick in the head and these meds make me sicker
Sitting in the bed with a Z and a stripper
Sniffing the rest of the ket off the mirror
Simply dressed in Ellesse, Hilfiger
And a little Slazzy for comfort
Antisocial don't be in my circumference
Oh you don’t like the smell of my skunk spliff?
I blow the smoke in your face but I should spit
Yungsweglawd yeah I’m back on my cult shit
{Yeah I’m back on my cult shit}
I got red in my cup while I’m stood in a bull pit
I don’t support Arsenal but the gun got a full clip
It’s past the parcel selling packs in abundance
Gotta be smart fed have got my swabs and my thumbprints
I fucked around and ended up broke at my mom’s crib
I could have drowned lost and I sauce on some dumb shit
They was looking down on me like “Man is 2 ft 6”
On the underground Josh is nothing to fuck with