I feel so funny these days, I'd rather sleep than stay awake

Dreams used to talk to me, now I know what's real and what is fake

What's fake, told me stop getting bread but I can't

And I posted up going hard in the pait

Many **** start hating but I knew the love was (fake)

Gang, break a bitch then I'm tryna go break the bank

High as fuck off the wood smoking wedding cake

Said I'm gon' blow that boy down, I won't hesitate

on gang, I was broke then a Bitch countin nickels

Said I laugh at these **** like Tickle

Like I ain't gon' pop and get hit with the pistol

Tryna hit at the block, make it ripple

Put a hole in his face like a dimple

I be getting that cake like it's simple

Dissin the gang, send two to the temple

All that Dick ridin shit need to get back

**** play he get ripped like a six pack

And my bitch ride the dick like its 6 flags

Like yeah, I've been doing this shit since a youngin my ****, I really can stamp that

This **** had wanted some dap

But he looking too wrong, betta motherfucking step back

Like ****, you better be cautious

Play with gang, you gon' need you a hazmat

And you know my lil' bro be robbing

I'm gon' creep through the dark like I'm Batman

and I used to do these hoes dirty

So now they calling me the Bad man

I shoot the whole 30 , I do it like curry

I'm tryna put him in the trash can

And won't try anything

Just to be a kid once again

Now I know what's real and what is fake

This doesn't feel like the right place

And won't try anything

Just to be a kid once again

Just to be a kid again