I speak for me, not no other avatar
I'm tryna smoke my tree and have a laugh
Comin' like twerk back season in the charts
How they wanna shake batty for some caliber
I don't need fake love from no manager
I cannot lie, I don't rate these amateurs
I cannot ride, brudda this a whole marathon can turn backwards
All for some passa, darg
I can't have things on me in the passenger
'Cause I'm a big boss and an ambassador
Fam, I got flip-flops more than these manas cars worth and that's big facts
To a next rapper, darg
Guess I'm an old school rapper
True dandadda
Not no capper
On sight scrapper
Always in mazza
Fuck all that, I'm a grown-up brudda
When the lights go out but the fire remains
No more playing these violent games
I ain't gotta lie, my brudda, I'm ashamed
Of all of this hurt
This pain
This that wind beneath your sail when you can't maintain
That get up and go again
Don't let pressure control your brain
Don't just mess up and float away
In fact, come closer a little closer, it's not a game
Gave them so much from my plate
Fucked my soul up along the way
Can't do road up, you gotta change
Since "Blue (Da Ba Dee Da Ba Da )"
Niggas tryna sabotage a brudda day
Probably 'cause I found myself another lane
I ain't gotta manager, I got PAs
And
We don't meet, we lease
And
You can't see me anyways
And
You can't be me if you trained
Hm
Innit tho, really bro, gimmie that
I'm leaving city to city tapped
Probably I need a bigger map
'Cause I be looking like did all that, did all that
All of these rappers all twerking on TikTok and Instagram, bro, I ain't wid all that
Unless same way you cut shapes in the rave, you dip dip dip a man's face, no brick or bat
And they call us violent monkeys
True, I know some violence junkies
In trouble with Trident monthly
When the sound of violins comfy
You know you in too deep
On the verge tryna silence some G
So to the life man dive in, dunky
And when their face all lumpy
Bet they won't talk on me
How the fuck am I beefin' these 5'4 lil' munchkins like it's not heavyweight on me
Like it's not every day on me
But I got a lil' gelonade on me
And I will light it
They don't know what real life is
Like mine is
These times I'm tryna live a life of silence over a life of violence
Man, fuck a hype ting
So no more games, no squids
'Cause dem man dere ain't got no quids
And us man here know what this is
Peace and quiet exists
When the lights go out but the fire remains
No more playing these violent games
I ain't gotta lie, my brudda, I'm ashamed
Of all of this hurt
This pain
This that wind beneath your sail when you can't maintain
That get up and go again
Don't let pressure control the brain
Don't just mess up and float away
In fact, come closer a little closer, it's not a game
Gave them so much from my plate
Fucked my soul up along the way
Can't do road up, you gotta change
Since "Blue (Da Ba Dee Da Ba Da)"
Fuck tryna sabotage a brudda day
Probably 'cause I found myself another lane
You see this fucked up life that I'm living in
Man just fucked up twice like an invalid
All 'cause I buss my 9 on a drillaleng
Cut my nose just to spite my head again
Could not care if there's nine or ten of them
Got no fear but I got intelligence
Man act weird and man's not feeling it
All this talking tough on the internet
Man's not into it
Man's got intellect
Smoke my cigarette
Sign that bigger cheque, see through a bigger lens
Do my due diligence
Fake like silicone, sweet like cinnamon
Man got rid of them
Man's not feeling them
Man's not feeling it
See the smoke and mirrors and the silhouette
A broken figure tryna reinvent
I'm walking with it till I see an end
While these dickheads talking like CNN
If these dickheads talking like it's me or them
Then I'm pinging man, no BBM
I beat the burner then beat the M
I hit the curb and then reoffend
I'm sick of hurting
I'm sick and tired, I just want to feel like I'm me again
I just wanna feel my feet again
You can't walk in the shoes that my feet are in
Or even walk in the room that I'm meeting in
You're just there on the outside peeping in
You talk to pork and your beef needs seasoning
You don't wanna meet me, you're on a vegan ting
You don't wanna see me on any evening
Why don't man just leave me be then
Look
I just want peace and quiet
Sit in silence
Close my eyelids and breathe it in
I'm sick of violence
Sick of sirens
Sick and tired of the shit I'm in
Wind beneath my sail when I can't maintain
That get up and go again
Don't let pressure control my brain
Don't just mess up and float away
In fact, come closer, I'm on the road, darg, it's not a game
I got no love for this pain
Lost my road dargs along the way
Ever since Playboy and Ez died
Ever since Craig Smallz and Left died
I just been out here on my life
With nothing but rounds in my nine
