Scrubs (feat. Shakewell)

Bitch, I been a scrub since day one Scrub under the toilet 'til the pay comes Popping ten pills 'til the pain's numb I can feel all the hate from my day ones Claiming the clique like they into it Really wishing I fail, you my enemies I ain't pay for no hoe, I'm just feeling it Where in the fuck were you at at my sentencing? "What the sentence is?" said the judge as he sentenced me To the pen where he 'ready sent many men First time offender to felony, can't feel resentment for crimes I'm just puttin' in work for the set that I'm reppin' in But what happens when sets start to cavin' in? I pray the fuck boy don't get popped They get picked up, picked on 'til they speak to the cops I can hear squealing like some pigs in a pot So I'm still praying that the case get dropped Ayo, Pouya (yuh) I been praying a lot, but I don't know who's talking back Is it Satan or God? Could be the voices in my head since I been kicking the ox All I really need is beats, so Getter pass me the aux Wrap the cable around my neck, and then I stand up on top Kick the chair from under my feet, now that should tighten the knot, damn My verse snappin' harder than a noose did Sorry shorty, can't fuck with you, you got them loose lips Funny thing about loose lips is how they shake, shake Catch me on the Western and Franklin I got the deuce lit Doublin' up my cup, but no Quali', I got the deuce red Cooling at the crib with some groupies they really cool with No shame when I claim it or rep it, I got a rude clip Pimping hoes and no hoe, I'm shameless to get my crew fed Yuh, ayy, yuh Keep my mind preoccupied Work on myself Can't let nobody get into my mind or get intimate with me I enter my stealth, playing dip down the block, Glock cocked way back Blood stains dripping all around the face mask Throw it in the river now where your case at? Devil in my eyes telling me to face that I cannot comply to the feds laid back Fucked up in the head and I bust in her legs So sick to my stomach, laying down in my bed (bitch) Contemplating the suicide, thinking like, "Who am I?" You from the gutter, bitch, I'm from the sewer side Got a lifetime in a hard drive A hundred racks, and it's all mine, can't go for the minimum Yuh, yuh, yuh, whippin' the maximum, maxi pad pussy You drippin' blood out of your ovaries Tell your hoe please to get over me Know it's me when I pull up in the Caddy and hoes wanna photo me Follow me, I can show you what you 'posed to be I run my coat, never ride on no coattail Hoes sell pussy on wholesale (yuh, yuh, yuh) The cops go low when you desperate The cops ride slow like they creepin' on yo' necklace I got the block together with no Tetris Bump this hoe right here when you feeling real helpless Keep the Glock somewhere near my pelvis In case I gotta get my vengeance, yuh The Lexapro, it can't help me