Ridin' 'round 'bout you
I kept playin' with them Glocks, crack
Said Wock'
Yeah, they told me about Juice
The bloodclat y'all saying man?
Hm

I was in the box, the day they told me about Juice
Got off bloodclat, ain't know you a Rastafarian, my yute
I was sellin' rocks, out posted, ridin' about you
I kept playing with them Glocks them cracka's
Tell me something that y'all do
I'm tired of stressin', tired of hurtin' about you
If you love me, I should feel
like I have to worry you about you
I tried to cry without a tear falling out my eye
I spent Christmas in a box
'cause I've been naughty all my life
I'm tired of stressin', tired of suffering so much
Couldn't take a bath, they cut the water off on us
I was goin' to school and I was musty on the bus
They was laughing but nobody ever touched me 'cause I bust
Why you eatin' pills up like it's candy anyways
So much beef out here, I'm never vegetarian these days
I love my niggas from a deep part of my heart
I was posted on the ugly, wearing Reeboks with no socks
Oh my God, got a crush on you, Zendaya
Girl, you my R. O. D. , let me love on you, Zendaya
They drinking codeine like it's water for lil' bruh
Havin' flashbacks to them people cutting power off on us
Aye where my money, I ain't asking you no more
None these bitches are implacable for love
I feel like I'm chasin' after you, lil' girl
I don't play no game
I feel like I'm harassing you, lil' girl
I say my prayers, but don't know who they going to
And now my window look like blood is on the Moon
I be your Spider-man, I save you from your pain
Crack my cigar, then I fill it up with K2 then I'm blazin'
I was in the box, the day they told me about X
I was feeling like they should've murdered me instead
'Cause I'm so evil, I hear voices in my head
Having nightmares and demons, I got busted by the feds
Sometimes I'm feelin' like I never would come home
My son like, "Daddy, what is taking you so long? "
They chase on me [?] do better
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Got packed, I caught back, new shit, best new flock
Know what I'm sayin'?
Real cliffa, real Ziffa
Everything is a blick is towards all kind
of extracurricular shit goin' on
We tryna zigzag, put a nigga on the zip
Listen on with the Z's, for real, big zoolin'
Yeah, yeah
Bap, bap, bap, haha
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