Mental (feat. Fivio Foreign)
It's a lot of shit I wanna talk about
it's always a lot of shit on my brain
People always saying I feel you bro
But they will never feel my pain
I lost my cousin Q & Tdott bacc 2 bacc I felt strange
From day 1 I kept it 800 until its Double O onna CHAIN
Now my heart got so cold I wanna hit a nigga wit some flame
But I do it for da Gang I would neve ever change
I don't got no one to vent to
That Shit fucc wit my mental
Wen I talk these people listen b
I just don't forget mission
Cartier Cripping you kno da tradition
Don't slip wen I give'em permission
I ain't got no rap beef nigga
I got really got real beef nigga
I aint outside randomly sliding
I'm tryna kill who tryna kill me nigga
I can't take you Mu Fuccas
You ungrateful Mu Fuccas
Like I made you Mu Fuccas
Cause of Kane you was Able Mu Fucca
Like look at they face now
I move at a pace now
But y'all should've stayed down
They all feel a way now
I don't get none of you niggas
Always talking and did nuffin for niggas
You a dead if it wasent for niggas
But I don't want da Feds coming for niggas
I Hope they a do for me how I a do for them
Shoot for me how I'll shoot for them
Once I'm on Hotz we can't be cool again
Been on vice you could Hulu a nigga
Been had stripes you cold google a niggas my crib got highest you could TULU a nigga
I got out they think I did Voodoo my niggas
I took my amaris off
and threw my Diors
My bracelets van Cleef
Like let me see yours
But I don't need no new friends
800 Deep til the End
But I don't need no new friends
800 Deep til the End
It's a lot of shit I wanna talk about
it's always a lot of shit on my brain
People always saying I feel you bro
But they will never feel my pain
I lost my cousin Q & Tdott bacc 2 bacc I felt strange
From day 1 I kept it 800 until its Double O onna CHAIN
Now my heart got so cold I wanna hit a nigga wit some flame
But I do it for da Gang I would neve ever change
I don't got no one to vent to
That Shit fucc wit my mental
Look Why would I not flex
If from the projects
In my own mind I'm in a contest
I'm in the gym working on my side step
If she love she trusting the process
I don't talk about niggas or Gossip
They on the internet doing that nonsense
Nigga talking bout me never made you know profit
Niggas could die for bringing up Topics
Shoot or get shot so don't give me that option
You don't want me to hit him don't give me no knockens
She set him up then I'm taking her shopping
How that's your man and you sitting there watching
You could die with him if you can't stop him
And shoota wanna rocc ya noggin Bow
And you next to the target I can't even knocc him
I'm the King of this city and nigga this Gotham
I got a shoota name Robbin
Niggas is Jokers talking bout boxing
When he shot I hope it don't shock him
I got a black mask like I'm Batman uh
Line a nigga wit a lap dance uh
She finessing niggas like she Cat woman
Head shots he gone need a cat scan
I got opps so if you run up on me with ya mask on you a bad fan
All the cities I go to Wahh I know killa niggas and we tapped in
I'm with the shits give me the action
You gone get shot nigga that's what happens
And I be shitting on them every caption
Niggas be talking bout me I be laughing
It's a lot of shit I wanna talk about
it's always a lot of shit on my brain
People always saying I feel you bro
But they will never feel my pain
I lost my cousin Q & Tdott bacc 2 bacc I felt strange
From day 1 I kept it 800 until its Double O onna CHAIN
Now my heart got so cold I wanna hit a nigga wit some flame
But I do it for da Gang I would neve ever change
I don't got no one to vent to
That Shit fucc wit my mental