BEST MODE/WORST MODE

I’m in my best mode, worst mode

**** gotta feel me

I done test drove, let’s go

Yeah, I’m tryna get it

Got the death note

Imma write your name and then forget it

Told her 10-4

When she tried to ask me how I’m feeling

I’m forgetful

And neglectful

Disrespectful

I’m vengeful

Turn my vengeance to a crescendo

Just let go, had to let go

Imma put it to your temple and let it echo

I was moving with no purpose, but I’m chosen

All my vices almost killed me, they almost broke me

Always gotta be awoken, we losing focus

I’m from a place where the lil **** carry toasters

That’s what they told us

How can you blame me, they never notice

Never focus on my words, never see the motive

They just know I’m getting older and getting colder

12 disciples in my corner

They all gangsters with no morals

They all gangsters with no morals

30 bullets in my clip and bitch they all anxious

12 disciples with me **** and they all gangsters

I gotta do my own shit that’s how it posed to be

I always let myself down when I want help from people close to me

Don’t try to be that **** ‘cause I’m posed to be

Man all these **** wanna be him ’cause him is really me

I’m tryna be the first at everything like Soulja B

But Soulja Slim got me stomping my SBs on the street

I’m skating out in NOLA, feel like Weezy when he dropped the 3

The Carter 4 is the reason I’m who I chose to be

Stayed with my doggy in them apartments, you can call me Vick

Fed up with shit I started stealing, got my first blick

I ran away from my brother, my potnas, and my bitch

These **** think that it’s funny but I ain’t laughing, kid

I’m from that ghetto where the junkies lean and **** jack

I’m from that block where **** lacing powder with the fent

You got two options: is you in the streets or on the curb

A tale as old as time, when will my **** ever learn