Hey, you know I'm really rough for the gang, fool
Five bitches in my house like it's Bang Bros
I don't wanna talk to you if we ain't in the same room
It's money on my mind, homie, you know what I came for
And you know I got em' racks
(Bitch)
People actin funny cause I rap
Man I can do another half-L, I got a f*ckin' mess
And they wanna be my friend cause they know I got a bag
Get up out my lane, I need head space
Sippin' on this lean like it's Gatorade
Lay down in my bed and it's feelin' like I fade away
Feelin' like I'm Dirk, man, I should have put the fade away
And I sip to keep the pain away
I can never see you stay away
She ain't never stay away, you don't wanna play the game
I just bought a brand new Ruger, it'd bust ya brain
I'm still livin' and I'm learnin
(Learnin)
Better get your hoe, she be flertin
(She be flertin)
Quick movements make me nervous
(Nervous)
F*ck around and pull out with a byrna
Lately I been feelin' kinda nervous
Haters come at me try to tell me that I'm worthless
And honestly, they don't see me on the surface
And when they see me, I'ma show them that I'm worth it
I'll be out here grindin'
I'll be on my way
I'ma kill the silence
This gon' be my day
Turn up all the lights and shine them all on me
And when I kill the beat, I'ma shoot his f*ckin' brain
And when I kill the beat, I'ma shoot his f*ckin' brain out
Bitches come at me and try to tell me that I got clout
Bitches, I earned and they gettin' kinda mad now
Call it ICP cause this bitch a Mad House
I ain't gonna bring it down till the day I hear my town
Screamin' out my name, God, I can't wait for that sound
Yeah, my girl said that she proud, I'm a rapper from the pound
I be talkin' so much shit, I need a muzzle for my mouth, and
Lately, I been feelin' kinda nervous
Haters come at me and try to tell me that I'm worthless
And honestly, they don't see me on the surface
And when they see me, I'ma show them that I'm worth it
I'll be out here grindin', I'll be on my way
I'ma kill the silence, this gon' be my day
Turn up all the lights and shine them all on me
And when I kill a beat, I'ma shoot it's f*ckin' brain
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Hey, you know I'm really rough for the gang, fool
Five bitches in my house like it's Bang Bros
I don't wanna talk to you if we ain't in the same room
It's money on my mind, homie, you know what I came for
And you know I got em' racks
(Bitch)
People actin funny cause I rap
Man I can do another half-L, I got a f*ckin' mess
And they wanna be my friend cause they know I got a bag
Get up out my lane, I need head space
Sippin' on this lean like it's Gatorade
Lay down in my bed and it's feelin' like I fade away
Feelin' like I'm Dirk, man, I should have put the fade away
And I sip to keep the pain away
I can never see you stay away
She ain't never stay away, you don't wanna play the game
I just bought a brand new Ruger, it'd bust ya brain
I'm still livin' and I'm learnin
(Learnin)
Better get your hoe, she be flertin
(She be flertin)
Quick movements make me nervous
(Nervous)
F*ck around and pull out with a byrna
Lately I been feelin' kinda nervous
Haters come at me try to tell me that I'm worthless
And honestly, they don't see me on the surface
And when they see me, I'ma show them that I'm worth it
I'll be out here grindin'
I'll be on my way
I'ma kill the silence
This gon' be my day
Turn up all the lights and shine them all on me
And when I kill the beat, I'ma shoot his f*ckin' brain
And when I kill the beat, I'ma shoot his f*ckin' brain out
Bitches come at me and try to tell me that I got clout
Bitches, I earned and they gettin' kinda mad now
Call it ICP cause this bitch a Mad House
I ain't gonna bring it down till the day I hear my town
Screamin' out my name, God, I can't wait for that sound
Yeah, my girl said that she proud, I'm a rapper from the pound
I be talkin' so much shit, I need a muzzle for my mouth, and
Lately, I been feelin' kinda nervous
Haters come at me and try to tell me that I'm worthless
And honestly, they don't see me on the surface
And when they see me, I'ma show them that I'm worth it
I'll be out here grindin', I'll be on my way
I'ma kill the silence, this gon' be my day
Turn up all the lights and shine them all on me
And when I kill a beat, I'ma shoot it's f*ckin' brain
Five bitches in my house like it's Bang Bros
I don't wanna talk to you if we ain't in the same room
It's money on my mind, homie, you know what I came for
And you know I got em' racks
(Bitch)
People actin funny cause I rap
Man I can do another half-L, I got a f*ckin' mess
And they wanna be my friend cause they know I got a bag
Get up out my lane, I need head space
Sippin' on this lean like it's Gatorade
Lay down in my bed and it's feelin' like I fade away
Feelin' like I'm Dirk, man, I should have put the fade away
And I sip to keep the pain away
I can never see you stay away
She ain't never stay away, you don't wanna play the game
I just bought a brand new Ruger, it'd bust ya brain
I'm still livin' and I'm learnin
(Learnin)
Better get your hoe, she be flertin
(She be flertin)
Quick movements make me nervous
(Nervous)
F*ck around and pull out with a byrna
Lately I been feelin' kinda nervous
Haters come at me try to tell me that I'm worthless
And honestly, they don't see me on the surface
And when they see me, I'ma show them that I'm worth it
I'll be out here grindin'
I'll be on my way
I'ma kill the silence
This gon' be my day
Turn up all the lights and shine them all on me
And when I kill the beat, I'ma shoot his f*ckin' brain
And when I kill the beat, I'ma shoot his f*ckin' brain out
Bitches come at me and try to tell me that I got clout
Bitches, I earned and they gettin' kinda mad now
Call it ICP cause this bitch a Mad House
I ain't gonna bring it down till the day I hear my town
Screamin' out my name, God, I can't wait for that sound
Yeah, my girl said that she proud, I'm a rapper from the pound
I be talkin' so much shit, I need a muzzle for my mouth, and
Lately, I been feelin' kinda nervous
Haters come at me and try to tell me that I'm worthless
And honestly, they don't see me on the surface
And when they see me, I'ma show them that I'm worth it
I'll be out here grindin', I'll be on my way
I'ma kill the silence, this gon' be my day
Turn up all the lights and shine them all on me
And when I kill a beat, I'ma shoot it's f*ckin' brain
Writer: Ayden Sink, Korey Schmidt
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid