Dont Mean to Be Blunt

Who let bachi out the cave I don't wanna rage no more got shit I gotta say How you talking crazy it's been years but you ain't paid I make it all kinds of ways you N need a wave Sorry I'm not sorry bitch my middle finger up (yeah) I don't give a fuck no more you n need a buff Bitches steady claiming me you bitch always bluff Know the price of fame but shit I never get enough Baby girl my princess but I like it when she rough I been getting higher I been smoking on that stuff(yeah) I just need my runts you n cookie cutter blunts Smoke em up I'm rolling all you n in a blunt N losing sleep but shit I do this shit for f.u.n "Fucking" "up" the "numbers" and they dancing to the drum Heavy on my back I swear the pressure weigh a tone Choking on that za I think I'm coughing up a lung Think he on my level what a silly little cunt Hit my n Lu up man I think we up to something Psycho when we pull watch them other n run Getting paranoid that's why I'm clutching on a gun Kraven when I smell it yeah you know we on the hunt Who brought bachi out the cave (yeah!) I don't wanna rage no more got shit I gotta say How you talking crazy it's been years but you not paid I make it all kinds of ways you N need a wave Pull up with Katana's say the want me to behave Faking your existence that's some shit I can't relate Bachi one of one they know these n can't debate Hardest In the state you little n in the way Got some shit I wanna say Yeah Ah