Aye aye yeah
Let's go
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
Homie you act like a demon
That's why I'm leaving you know that I'm gone
I got a bone to pick you cannot f*ck with me
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
Smith-Wesson I be loading up the barrel, point it at the thing that I see in the mirror
I got so sick of red eyes off a 'rillo, my mindset on penthouse level (Way up)
Meet him once you know that he clever, couple more times you know that he special
Gotta kill this shit no pressure, gotta kill this shit no pressure
New age got a new story looking like a phony but I pack weight like a oz
You don't know me if you talk Wilco me, albino cook bars like a OG (Ooh)
Listen I said it I wrote it I never need help from a backseat poet 'cause
You ain't never walked it, you just talkin'
Promise that you won't be here with the posse I'm gone
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
Homie you act like a demon
That's why I'm leaving you know that I'm gone
I got a bone to pick you cannot f*ck with me (Yeah yeah)
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
(Yo) Boy I'm a nuisance, acting ludicrous
Beat play and I'm goin' stupid, lookin' like a new type of human
Especially with these dilated pupils like God oh God I'm 'bout to lose it
But the grind can't stop when I'm actin' foolish
Put head to the sky I was tasked to do this
Look I decided that I just might break from the cycle
And go spit this shit like a night school
After workin' on clock new job just to get my bank full
Six-one homies be hittin' my phone, give 'em the - ain't nobody home
We out with the dawgs no time for the roll, matter fact tell 'em I'm gone tell 'em I'm gone
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
Homie you act like a demon
That's why I'm leaving you know that I'm gone
I got a bone to pick you cannot f*ck with me
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
They're tryna make us talk about it like we're doin' right now, that's what I'm sayin'... stop
What? C'mon
This shit, dude the world tries to manipulate us bro
That's why God's the only power bro
That's why I see why you, you've always, like, were telling me about God bro
Like that shit's the only one
All this other stuff is nonsense
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English
Aye aye yeah
Let's go
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
Homie you act like a demon
That's why I'm leaving you know that I'm gone
I got a bone to pick you cannot f*ck with me
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
Smith-Wesson I be loading up the barrel, point it at the thing that I see in the mirror
I got so sick of red eyes off a 'rillo, my mindset on penthouse level (Way up)
Meet him once you know that he clever, couple more times you know that he special
Gotta kill this shit no pressure, gotta kill this shit no pressure
New age got a new story looking like a phony but I pack weight like a oz
You don't know me if you talk Wilco me, albino cook bars like a OG (Ooh)
Listen I said it I wrote it I never need help from a backseat poet 'cause
You ain't never walked it, you just talkin'
Promise that you won't be here with the posse I'm gone
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
Homie you act like a demon
That's why I'm leaving you know that I'm gone
I got a bone to pick you cannot f*ck with me (Yeah yeah)
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
(Yo) Boy I'm a nuisance, acting ludicrous
Beat play and I'm goin' stupid, lookin' like a new type of human
Especially with these dilated pupils like God oh God I'm 'bout to lose it
But the grind can't stop when I'm actin' foolish
Put head to the sky I was tasked to do this
Look I decided that I just might break from the cycle
And go spit this shit like a night school
After workin' on clock new job just to get my bank full
Six-one homies be hittin' my phone, give 'em the - ain't nobody home
We out with the dawgs no time for the roll, matter fact tell 'em I'm gone tell 'em I'm gone
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
Homie you act like a demon
That's why I'm leaving you know that I'm gone
I got a bone to pick you cannot f*ck with me
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
They're tryna make us talk about it like we're doin' right now, that's what I'm sayin'... stop
What? C'mon
This shit, dude the world tries to manipulate us bro
That's why God's the only power bro
That's why I see why you, you've always, like, were telling me about God bro
Like that shit's the only one
All this other stuff is nonsense
Let's go
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
Homie you act like a demon
That's why I'm leaving you know that I'm gone
I got a bone to pick you cannot f*ck with me
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
Smith-Wesson I be loading up the barrel, point it at the thing that I see in the mirror
I got so sick of red eyes off a 'rillo, my mindset on penthouse level (Way up)
Meet him once you know that he clever, couple more times you know that he special
Gotta kill this shit no pressure, gotta kill this shit no pressure
New age got a new story looking like a phony but I pack weight like a oz
You don't know me if you talk Wilco me, albino cook bars like a OG (Ooh)
Listen I said it I wrote it I never need help from a backseat poet 'cause
You ain't never walked it, you just talkin'
Promise that you won't be here with the posse I'm gone
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
Homie you act like a demon
That's why I'm leaving you know that I'm gone
I got a bone to pick you cannot f*ck with me (Yeah yeah)
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
(Yo) Boy I'm a nuisance, acting ludicrous
Beat play and I'm goin' stupid, lookin' like a new type of human
Especially with these dilated pupils like God oh God I'm 'bout to lose it
But the grind can't stop when I'm actin' foolish
Put head to the sky I was tasked to do this
Look I decided that I just might break from the cycle
And go spit this shit like a night school
After workin' on clock new job just to get my bank full
Six-one homies be hittin' my phone, give 'em the - ain't nobody home
We out with the dawgs no time for the roll, matter fact tell 'em I'm gone tell 'em I'm gone
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
Homie you act like a demon
That's why I'm leaving you know that I'm gone
I got a bone to pick you cannot f*ck with me
They come to see me talking the B.S.
Tryna deceive me you know that I'm gone
They're tryna make us talk about it like we're doin' right now, that's what I'm sayin'... stop
What? C'mon
This shit, dude the world tries to manipulate us bro
That's why God's the only power bro
That's why I see why you, you've always, like, were telling me about God bro
Like that shit's the only one
All this other stuff is nonsense
Writer: Adam Martin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.