Where to start
I'm too smart
Blowin' up
Got love in my heart
I'm just here to spit some bars
Want some bitches fancy cars
I'm just here but im not yours
They think I'm too hot they getting burned
They be lookin im like this is what I earned
Trappin, selling is the shit that I learned
Listen close yes that's what you heard
Sometimes I feel im outa my lane
Think too hard I'm going insane
The past has me wrecking my brain
All rhyme no reason to no avail
I'm not going home
Bitches on my phone
I'm bout to go low
We gon get it on
Singing in the streets
Listen to these beats
Yeah I'm finding peace
Get high hit my piece
Inside I'm a haunted house
You don't know nothing about
Demons chasin me throughout
We was with the doubt
Now we livin' on our route
Yeah I lived the motherf*cking drought
It's scarier than zombies or ghosts
Bitches like to listen to these quotes
And I suggest you be taking notes
Since I might sacrifice some goats
Since I might sacrifice some goats
Yeah I might sacrifice some goats
Bitch I might sacrifice some goats
Yeah I might sacfrifice...
I might
I might sacrifice some goats
I might sacrifice some boats
I might sacrifice some mo' bitch
I might do it all again
I might see you never 'gain ey