Edge Track
Enemies, dames
My psychoanalysis lookin grim Doc
Truthfully it started when a ngga
Copped that big block 16 years old whippin
Used to make the chicks jock
Then they killed sarah, I got depressed
Then this shit stopped
I've always felt pain but
This shit wasn't usual
Especially all those fake ass bitches
That showed to the funeral
I kid not, I did watch, it wasn't suitable
My lips locked with thick
Broads that's fuckin beautiful
You niggas ain't shit
But youre rapping an image
Livin off your parents - I just
Got back from the clinic
I checked myself in - My bitch
Had left me to rot
Started fucking with other nggas when
I left for the spot
Used to split the bills in half
Now she tellin me to move
Because her name's on the lease
That's what a record will do
Fuck it i ain't trying to
Live on section 8 anyway
I pull a white bitch, get cake
& now a ngga straight
I did some shit that you nggas could never do
Thats why yo baby mama hatin
Cuz im better than you
So keep my name out of your mouth bitch
That's on bloods and dead gang
Come to the south bitch! Now seriously
What you know about no-house shit?
Diggin out of dumpsters trying
To find an outfit you ain't 'bout shit!
I swear these niggas out here bitch made
Thats why I keep the semi with
Me and a switch blade
Better not switch lanes
Im a hood niga I don't fucking rap
How the fuck would I be
On without a fucking pack?
Imma put it to you like this
I don't fuck with that
Niggas in my city trying to fuck with rap
Fuck them hoes that want me back
All yall hoes are fucking rats
Call it like I see it and
You would if you was real
Trying to start some shit with niggas in
My hood will get you killed
That's why I'm Reali T because I'm real
Made a livin off of tellin niggas how I feel
And to think
All of this started out as hip hop
Now I fuck with platinum nigas
In the big spot
Now I'm gettin paid and yall
Nggas can just watch
Stay the fuck out my line and
Out my inboxnigayou feel me?
Im on the edge starting to lose my head
I'm burning 16 blunts A DAY
Recording and kicked it with niggas
Then make a few hundred dollars and
Spend this shit on a stripper
I got a high price lifestyle
This fame and fortune is over due
In case i sign a deal I think to myself
So can you so don't diss
Just support the grind of music
Im saying anything is possible
Once you nggas put your mind to it
Bitches hit my line now
Back then I was dry screwing
Now all of a sudden I'm the shit
Yall think that I'm stupid?
Pop another pain killer
Wash it down with vodka
Take a look into the mirror
Then I break down and I holla
How many was there when I
Needed them the most?
Playing tug of war with demons while
I'm sleeping in the hole
I'm went a MONTH without talking
I forgot what voices sound like
Just picture a melodic conversation
Yeah that sound right
Just picture how the fuck I
Felt on my release date
Told him if I see death around the corner
Imma keep straight
Free Ray Riggs, bump him till this day
Rope around my arm needle gun up to my head
Like damnain't no comin back, at least
I hope then I been trying to get
This bitch to strap, I think I need to smoke
Got a chick named ashley
Just know that when we was close to fame
Fell in love in less than a
Week then never spoke again
I need a novacaine
Trying to find me? Blood you know the name
Brain
Im on the edge
Im dealing with these enemies, lames
Gold diggers round and round we go
Im on the edge
Im on the edge fucked up in the head
Shoutout to all my nggas
That don't switch sides ngga