Sympathy

Uh, super futuristic, uh

Chuckyy fuck all the bitches, we still spin out Honda Civics, uh

First **** we catch, gon' blitz 'em, uh

Oh, that's your bitch? I hit her

Mom can't give her son no kisses, uh

We can't show no sympathy, we left shit in the trenches, uh

But I ain't lose none of my ****, I only lose them to the system

I got two AP's on me right now, my left pocket, all blues

Oh, that's your bitch? She choosing, I like her too, so make room

She told me I'm that dude, I say, "You know, you that girl"

Fuck that passport, we can go fly to the Raq stop in my world

Micro Dracy, all these buttons, and a truck, BP, we thurl

Fly to L.A. when I'm overstimulated, this shit rеal (Real)

Muscle memory, I just gotta focus up

I do shows in Italy, AV said, "Run my tokеns up"

I had a long day at work, I got back home and tore her up

Yeah, you know I broke her up

She can't breathe, 'cause I'm choking her out

Kriss-Vect keep poking on my tummy, in the bank, I got it under my arm

Super futuristic, uh

Chuckyy fuck all the bitches, we still spin out Honda Civics, uh

First **** we catch, gon' blitz 'em, uh

Oh, that's your bitch? I hit her

Mom can't give her son no kisses, uh

We can't show no sympathy, we left shit in the trenches

Mind over matter