See I'm a evil mother fucka, stop excusing my sins

Life's been too easy that's why my brother got that gun in his hands That's why I sleep in negativity running from comfortability

Keep black hoodies and hollow tips in my vicinity

But no one's after me feel da masculinity shrinking

I need a scar on my face or some stripes to pledge allegiance to Tell me what's a man

Show me what's a man, I'm nothin like him

SHOW ME what's a man so ima KILL that man to be just like him Tell me how that sound, did I say it with enough conviction

If not then I'll pop my pills and then drown in my drug addiction How I'm posed to be a man without a struggle

On every man's hand I shook seen scars and scuffed knuckles

Got me punching at a brick wall

I pray a **** get me pissed off

I got a rusty 9 and now it's time to blow his shit off

(Click click) Now it's jamming

The first time that I managed to put a gun in my hand

And be a man and do damage

Why you running huh?

Thought it was sweet cuz I'm born with money

You so unlucky, couldn't even see that the storm was coming

I'm so jellybean green as a forest so paint it red

Don't fuck wit a **** who create struggles in his head

See I'm a evil mother fucka, stop excusing my sins

Life's been too easy that's why my brother got that gun in his hands That's why he sleep in negativity running from comfortability

Keep black hoodies and hollow tips in his vicinity

Slick talkin, loose cannon, I flip it off and on

Chest out, blow the roof off with this testosterone

Woke up chose violence since a toddler knew that I was grown When I answered my own questions myself

Cuz momma wasn't home

They told me I was King of the House

When daddy wasn't home

And now I'm hearing King of the South, that shit just rub me wrong Cuz how I'm posed to be a man when u still sit on the throne

So make room or I assure you I'm not coming back home

Ima be a man

Things that I keep tellin myself

No I'ma be a man

From killin if not stemming from wealth

Swear I'ma be a man

Be damned if you hand me a thing

Cuz I'ma be a man the closest thing to being the king

Cuz I'm a evil mother fucka, stop excusing my sins

Life's been too easy that's why I always keep my gun in my hands That's why I sleep in negativity running from comfortability

Keep black hoodies and hollow huh

A man I'm finna be

Sleeping

Sleeping

Sleeping

Sleeping

I'm proud of ya bruh

Why you looking like that

Man come on man let's go

We all in the rain

We too playa to be in the rain

Bruh let's go get right

Put some clothes on

Let's go fuck with some girls

Liquid Courage