I’ve been doing handstands

On sand beaches

Sneaky people sucking blood dog they fucking leaches

Dope boi, too sick

The things I do

You can’t repeat this

I ain’t learn this shit from school

Trust me man you cannot teach this

All I ever needed was reasons to reach for better life

But I don’t really dream that much cus I dont even to sleep at night

Toxic

All you people do is gossip

Id like to come and conversate

But I don’t like to talk shit

Woah

I got bitches in my DMs and my home

I’ve been trippen tryna get out of my dome

I’ve been running but can’t leave my ass alone

Try and escape but I am everywhere I go

I might go ghost

I might go Stupid

You Acting really hard like you’ve been through

But you was raised with silver spoons

And lots of love you clueless

To that real life

That run your pockets shit that just don’t feel right

I was raised on backhands and staying up till midnight

We are not the same

But I’m not better man just different

I’m thankful for this life I live

And for these things I got to witness

Made me me

And me is me and I am I

I ain’t really tryna get up out this shit that ain’t no lie I’m talking nonsense

But truth in all my lyrics I don’t write it

Fuck around and hit you with that boom boom boom blah blahp blap blah