[Verse 1]

Hieroglyphs in the crypts of the egyptians

The reason why I tell you motherfuckin fools to listen

Cause I ain't chillin, boy I'm focused on my grizzy grind

Or passed out, is he fine? Workin in my busy time

...Most times I'm smokin on that loud pack

Last time went deaf, I'm workin to get my sound back

Under crimes, killin butterflies in my sound checks

I sound stressed..

Goin apeshit as I pound chest

Ridin shotty wit my shawty, headed to the party

Sayin I can't see you, I ain't lookin at nobody

Am I sorry? Hardly

Bitch I put it down, don't plan to pick it up

I spill my drink she lick it up

Rip the beat, then stitch it up

Kembe you the class clown!

Nah, bitch you classless

I'm tryna fuck, let's see who chugs the jungle juice the fastest

Stop before we knocked back, then when I get the ass

I delete her out my contacts, and cop a pair of glasses

Baby here's my last hint

All my fucks is past tense

I'm still gone be a asshole when scrapin up my last cents

Told the bitch to kill herself, I ain't seen her ass since

She left cause all my cash spent

But SHE mournin my absence

Hook [x2]

That shit backwards x3

But I'm the one that's goin crazy if you ask her

Verse 2

Classified government codes up in this class of mine

Give my son his pacifier, searchin through the classifieds

Been on my job, but no bread so I can't provide

Yeastless and still I rise...

And even still I ride for all my guys, who done tossed me to the side

Even though it nibbles at my pride

I let it die for the niggas who come and go by choice

Ignore my rings, but hear my screams cause they know my voice

...

Beat but never broken bitch I'm bout to bust a big one

Bring a bunch of ammunition and a box of loaded pistols

Niggas made as babies, tend to bitch when something tickles

Meds done got me in a pickle

Shit don't never be as simple as it seems..

Dream killers pullin strings up and shit

But the scent of desperation seems to linger a bit

Now I'm attackin at the point of a finger

Them niggas built me.. in attempt to kill me

Bitch

Hook [x2]

That shit backwards x3

But I'm the one that's goin crazy if you ask her

[Bridge]

Unroll, re-wrap

Get clean.. relapse

The streets seem to agree

I play it smooth, shit I'll be that x4

Man none of that foxtail shit around my niggas, that shit is mad ugly..

Like foreal..

That shit ain't TRIBE, that shit ain't cool.. that shit ain't nothin

Getcho goofy ass outta here (Seriously though, that shit is ugly)

Yeah