Narcissism (feat. YoungstaCPT)

Take a little sip, let go, don't feel pain, oh yeah If it all burnt down, I'd have my pride and soul, yeah Life's been moving so fast outta my control, yeah Trapped in the maze with nowhere else to go Big rocks, big rings, big chain, yeah Big racks, big rings, big chains How you gon' talk like you mad at us? The diamonds you rockin' from Africa Why you gon' talk like you mad at us? The diamonds we rockin' from Africa, yeah I like the gas on my lap, yeah I don't hang niggas that rap, yeah I cannot handle the cap, yeah I wasn't planning to rap, yeah Don't stress about money I get it, I spend, I know that I'm gon' make it back, yeah Fill up my piggy with racks, uh Fill up the criby with plaques I don't hang with bitches that talk about niggas that rap Niggas are haters, I promise I cannot adapt, yeah yeah Relations with money are toxic, I get too attached We are not homies, so I am not giving you daps The plug is the homie I'm smoking and chilling, he way in, he filling the pack Came in the game and I got me some plaques I'm like "Dammit, I don't even rap" I feel like most of these niggas need the GPS when they get on the map Niggas that don't even rap They dripping, I'm closing the tap, yeah Take a little sip, let go, don't feel pain, oh yeah If it all burnt down, I'd have my pride and soul, yeah Life's been moving so fast outta my control, yeah Trapped in the maze with nowhere else to go Big rocks, big rings, big chain, yeah Big racks, big rings, big chains How you gon' talk like you mad at us? The diamonds you rockin' from Africa Why you gon' talk like you mad at us? The diamonds we rockin' from Africa, yeah (Youngstaaaa!) Ever since I got in the Hip Hop game I've been an imposter, you make false claims Saying that I've changed and I've lost my way To God I pray, one day I'll lay, in a coffin Until then our ground won't be karma Smoke dope trees and I choked on the [?] The rose on the side of the street won't blossom if your feet step on it Stomp the yard cause bar for bar, I've gone too far You on your marks, so start your car Caviar in Zanzibar, small but larger Rap facade, a glass marage I broke the vase and broke her heart I lost my chance and I did it in Afrikaans And no I'm not like these rap naaiers, so don't perceive me as that naaiers You still got alot to learn It takes two stones to kill a mockingbird And when I dropped a verse (What happend?) They at a loss for words Punchlines give you a K.O Looking for the gold and the rainbow Our 24 hours are the same though (But), I just think yours went to waste though Because klein bros hate the main ous Take a little sip, let go, don't feel pain, oh yeah If it all burnt down, I'd have my pride and soul, yeah Life's been moving so fast outta my control, yeah Trapped in the maze with nowhere else to go Big rocks, big rings, big chain, yeah Big racks, big rings, big chains How you gon' talk like you mad at us? The diamonds you rockin' from Africa Why you gon' talk like you mad at us? The diamonds we rockin' from Africa, yeah