[Intro]

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Uh, [?]

(Kaia Beats)

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[Verse]

I ain't really got the voice unless I'm rappin' them

But I just got me an account, I guess I'm managin'

My killy 5'6 and skinny, you could batter him

But he got faith in his blicky, he ain't panickin'

I never sign off on no gossip, on no Twitter beefs

I'm at your door with no on the house delivery

She fluff my pillows when I'm ill and my throat tickly

And that's the only way she's ever gettin' sick of me

I seen blood do me dirty, I still love him though

I ain't seen my niece or dad, a mere touch and go

I used to watch my money leave and I would suffer slow

And now my women aren't thе only thing that come and go

I never strеss nor panic when he tap my phone

I knew noodles were the only things that's at my home

Where I'm from, don't drive your rentals 'less you know the bros

God forbid they turn your Rolls into a Holy ghost

Please don't be fooled by no love songs, see me with some gloves on

That's something you should run from, trust me

Not a pretty nigga, but my girl looks lovely

It's ugly, I was hittin' licks by my mumsy's

Guy from the mud so don't judge me

Thinkin' [?] the boss-man, then sell it for a monkey

And if he don't trust it then we slap it up on Gumtree

And hope that the buyer comes buzzin' off of skunk weed

Need me a thousand different hustles, I ain't rusty

I can't say I love it though, I know it don't love me

I know how far I'm tryna take it if they bump me

And have a full body like he slappin' on a onesie

Never been the type of lil' nigga you can style on

Even with no weapon I was somethin' I can count on

Nigga had his mask up, he was aimin' it for how long?

Machine stopped workin', bro, you should've used cow dung, shit

See in my eyes, I ain't there all the time

And I don't really think my mind's clear all the time

And she want a nigga that'll ride full throttle, but I'm weird

So it's hard for me to care all the time

And I don't know what to call it

If it's an illness livin' in the sticks, I think most of us caught it

Some my niggas wanna get their heads sorted, but we in the hood, how the fuck can we afford it?

Yo, ain't wanna smile in them pictures but we force it

If I address some real issues, then it's awkward

Love ain't what it seems, it's distorted

Before they'll ride for your death, they'll record it

I don't like how I'm looked at lately, I know that bang up broad day really shook that lady

I know she listens to my music so she talk that crazy

But sorry to dissapoint, I'm a hoodrat, baby

Can't argue with some niggas, it's a complex thought

I'm tryna cop a magazine, fuck a complex talk

'Member how we used to see them and they'd sweat

It's funny now, I seen 'em drillin' on the net

I guess it's easy when you steppin' in a booth

No facts, just vibes, and the Henny with the juice

See my name, I hope you're tellin' 'em the truth

[?] boy, I get you peppered in your stu'