f#ck your sh#t, let me communicate
Don’t wanna run in the dark, all of these faces are fake
I keep my eyes dilated Tryna find my way in this place
Just in case I wanna change direction
f#ck your sh#t, let me communicate
Don’t wanna run in the dark, all of these faces are fake
I keep my eyes dilated Tryna find my way in this place
Just in case I wanna change direction
I might lose composure
f#ck that man I move like a soldier
Wrist swing with a ching like a rotar
It’s over when I’m on that roadrunner
Like nobody wants your opinion, you just poppеd up in chat like a boner
Sit down, you a b#tch, you my minion
You in my yard now I’m the ownеr. I’m the owner yeah
Not my darg but I’ll keep it causal
f#ck that sh#t, come equipped with tactical
I don’t like no b#tch in my retinal
Got no time for them man, they uninvestable
Yeah my sh#t too brazy
Yeah my sh#t too brazy, yeah, yeah
Yeah my sh#t too brazy
Yeah my sh#t too brazy, yeah, yeah
Yeah my sh#t too brazy
You might call me crazy, yeah, yeah
Yeah my sh#t too brazy
You might call me crazy, yeah, yeah
f#ck your sh#t, let me communicate
Don’t wanna run in the dark, all of these faces are fake
I keep my eyes dilated Tryna find my way in this place
You don’t know this pain, I’ve got these scars left upon my veins
My way ain’t for the faint heart, lay down dead that’s what you deserve
Talk about 5 figure, I do not give a sh#t if it ain’t bigger
If you a little b#tch, imma itch and twitch not to hit that switch so you get triggered
I hit a little lick with the gang yeah that plan was to bang that man with a brick to the dirt but the fam was around so I bless it quick with the prick, so quick not to get concerned
I really wanna see man burn, ash
Put your whole gang in a urn, bosh
You might call me a bad lad
But the mandem say josh
Say you too smooth with the dosh
Gonna runna circle round you, clocked
That you f#cked up in the booth, now
You can get hit with the block
Yeah my sh#t too brazy
Yeah my sh#t too brazy, yeah, yeah
Yeah my sh#t too brazy
Yeah my sh#t too brazy, yeah, yeah
Yeah my sh#t too brazy
You might call me crazy, yeah, yeah
Yeah my sh#t too brazy
You might call me crazy, yeah, yeah
f#ck your sh#t, let me communicate
Don’t wanna run in the dark, all of these faces are fake
I keep my eyes dilated Tryna find my way in this place
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