MY SHIT, MY SHIT

And I'm back up on my shit, my shit

 

Walk in with a stick, a stick

 

I just pulled up with a spliff, a spliff

 

Got these bitches on my dick

 

Really thinkin' he the shit

 

He don't know who we with

 

Walk in with a stick, walk in wit' a blick

 

I been with the shits, shits, shits

 

Back up on my shit, my shit

 

 

 

And these hoes wanna judge, then judge

 

Done fell outta love, out of love, out of love

 

And I wanna feel your touch, feel yo' touch, feel yo' touch

 

Think bitches pack a punch, pack a punch, pack a punch

 

Shit be sickening, nobody's listening, my mission is

 

To fuckin' kill these hoes, a visionary, hoes be trippin' quick

 

They slippin' quick, I walk in with a stick, she a snitchin' bitch

 

Bitches snitchin' quick, they get stitches quick

 

I know, I know, that I ain't too self-aware

 

They say I'm selfish, I think that's unfair

 

Baby, she so hellish, I'm broken beyond repair

 

She know she the Devil, she be havin' affairs

 

Baby, I'm a rebel, you know my kind be rare

 

Feel the bass and treble, feel the motherfuckin' despair

 

She know that she's trouble, yeah, she said it was fair and square

 

I just got it doubled, doubled, bitch, let me clear the air

 

Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh, in the atmosphere, she got me bare

 

She said, "Bare with me, baby" She Nikki, I'm Bear

 

Bitches wanna talk shit, frankly, I don't care

 

She's just standin' there, I get these nightmares

 

Want you right here, want you right there, woah-oh

 

For no reason at all, I begin to fall

 

Drown my sorrows & pain with alcohol

 

Vitriol, bitch, I got the Adderall, bitches fake, I don't hear your calls

 

In the workshop, it's non-stop, I gotta withdraw

 

Got these claws I can't retract, I don't recall

 

Ever fallin' in love for real, real, I cannot feel at all

 

My bones have started to grow old, better call Saul

 

Call up Paul, problems I can't solve, I got the ball, basketball

 

Now these hoes wan' get involved, overall

 

I been with my bitches, so baby, pass the ball

 

Send the Addy, send the Addy, roamin' these halls

 

Blood splatters on them walls, and I don't wan' fall

 

Might fall though, might fall though, I feel so small

 

Gotta stand tall, stand tall, bitch, I'm gon' dissolve

 

Analog, these hoes play with me like dolls

 

I tried to call you, you had me blocked, ethanol

 

Bitches in my face, tryna download, tryn' install

 

Is today the best day ever? This gon' be my downfall

 

Fucked up so badly, cortisol, I wake up, and attempt to crawl

 

As I slowly bleed out on your fuckin' kitchen floor

 

And I remember how life was like before, but not anymore

 

I can't take it anymore, no, no, I wanna die slow

 

Baby, that ain't no typo, they do it for the hype, though

 

I know, oh I know, I know, them fuckin' micro

 

Aggressions aimed at me, bitches, they're all psychos

 

Tryna fix my broken heart, fire, pyro

 

Bitch, I'm a maniac, we in Rao, Rao

 

Feel like 2Rare, 2Rare, bitch, I'm too rare, wake up, put on my coat

 

Driftin' away from this love shit, Dynasty, no Shiloh

 

'Cause what is true love? I'm not sure, feel like the Rhino

 

Searchin' for my Peter Parker as if I'm MJ

 

Feeling fucked up like every damn day

 

Like, what the fuck is love? She in my DMs

 

I can't love a ho, she'd rather have me dead

 

Thoughts in my brain, like, am I free yet?

 

I've been so in pain, I'm a complete mess

 

Bitches in my face, all of this fuck shit is some BS

 

Fucking on your body, cryin', need a Kleenex

 

Like, what the fuck you want me to do? Already went through 3 deaths

 

Everybody 'round me be dyin', she wan' give me neck

 

She wan' give me head, I'd rather be dead, I fuckin' see red

 

When I bleed slow, bitch, I bleed red, you won't see me dead

 

I keep checks, bitch, I need checks, I just need checks

 

Them hoes ask if I got the weed yet, I'm in three best

 

Rappers of the fuckin' century, bitch, fuck the free press

 

And it got me pressed, it has me stressed

 

I got ice on my neck, ice on my wrist, I'm with G-93X

 

It's as deep as deep gets, all I really need is rest, I need rest

 

She thinks I'm crazy, she askin' me, "Buy the Louie V yet?"

 

 

 

And I'm back up on my shit, my shit

 

Walk in with a stick, a stick

 

I just pulled up with a spliff, a spliff

 

Got these bitches on my dick

 

Really thinkin' he the shit

 

He don't know who we with

 

Walk in with a stick, walk in wit' a blick

 

I been with the shits, shits, shits

 

Back up on my shit, my shit

 

 

 

Pain in my head, bullets through my chest, I'm stuck in the deep end

 

Off the medication, Lexapro, it's a scream fest

 

Bitches screamin' as everybody bleeds, hoes fled north, I flee west

 

Bitch I feel like Kanye West, all I really get is brief rest

 

And I get dizzy as fuck, I'm tryna be best

 

Tryna be better than you hoes, headrest

 

Bitch, what's the subset? Are these hoes dead yet?

 

Headdress, know they wantin' me dead, bed rest

 

I wanna let myself rest but I gotta get dressed

 

And I take one to the face, gettin' dizzy, my head's dead

 

My head be dead weight, my brain be dead weight, put on my headset

 

Begin to play games, bitch, I'm dead set

 

On tryna fix my life, but can I fix my life? I grab that knife

 

Fuckin' end my life, bitch, soon, you'll die, there's no paradise

 

Is there heaven or hell or is it just all fake?

 

And these hoes know I'll die soon, how much can I take?

 

Before I lose myself to all of the hate? These hoes, they are snakes

 

Don't care what they say, get money, get laid

 

I'ma go and get paid, why is you in my face?

 

Hoes done caught a case, fuck a bitch every day

 

She wanna get laid, I get money, get pay

 

She ask me 'bout my pay, get the fuck out my face

 

I'm goin' blind to this new shit, them hoes want my K

 

Pull up in the 'Bach & the motherfuckin' Wraith

 

Hey Alexis, are you okay? 'Cause you don't seem like you're okay, okay

 

And every motherfuckin' day, day-day

 

I wanna die but at the same time I don't, bro

 

And I know that these hoes, they won't know

 

Like, at this point, should I just go home?

 

And these hoes they tell me to go home, go home

 

And I won't pick up no phones, no phones

 

Bitches wanna throw stones, throw stones

 

At my windows, stuck in limbo, this bitch a bimbo

 

Fuck a hoe, fuck this shit and fuck you too

 

Kill yourself, you know it's true, you know the truth

 

Like, what the fuck can I do? Can I do? Can I do?

 

Can I fuck you slowly while we're in the fuckin' coupe?

 

Can I hold you closely with the things I'll tell you?

 

Are you my one and only? Like, why you in a mood?

 

Why-why you actin' brand new, brand new, brand new?

 

Like, is this what hoes always gon' do? She left me blue

 

She left me blue with my boo, was she ever my fuckin' boo?

 

Talk to me for hours, for hours, for hours, for hours

 

Searchin' for meaning, searchin' for power

 

Pills on the counter, fuckin' you 'gainst the counter

 

I'ma fuck her real hard, got her fucked up, arouse her

 

And yeah, bitch, I ain't no debbie downer

 

Walk in with a stick, them old hoes, they sour

 

Bitch, what's this? These hoes suckin' dick for hours

 

I just rolled up the stick', sticky, bitch, I'm the Prowler

 

I ain't no Miles Morales (no Miles Morales)

 

Walkin' through molasses (walkin' through molasses)

 

I'm smokin' on gases (we smokin' on gases)

 

I'm all with a bad bitch (I'm all with a bad bitch)

 

She know she the baddest (ooh, know she the baddest)

 

 

 

And I'm back up on my shit, my shit

 

Walk in with a stick, a stick

 

I just pulled up with a spliff, a spliff

 

Got these bitches on my dick

 

Really thinkin' he the shit

 

He don't know who we with

 

Walk in with a stick, walk in wit' a blick

 

I been with the shits, shits, shits

 

Back up on my shit, my shit