Stir Crazy (feat. Don Trip & Killa Kyleon)

Yeah, I woke up this morning

Oh how fortunate

I worked too hard to make it out the bottom

I can't let you force me back

Try my damnedest to listen to y'all

But there's gotta be more to rap

I mean, I hear half the shit you **** spit

But I can't find a fact

Silly me to have faith in you

I must admit, you had me fooled

I thought **** really meant the shit that they say

I obviously had no clue

Here I am faced with a fan with some sort of attitude

Pissed at me 'cause I don't agree with pictures at my daughter's school

Back in 2010, a car full of fans

Decided they'd follow me home

Very next day

I went and put two percent tint on everything I own

I had my son and my niece in the car

I had that carbon fifteen in the car

I'm 'bout to let this bitch burn if they take the next turn

I don't know who the fuck these people are

I don't know what the fuck they think this is

Think they gon' do me in front of my kid

I was straight paranoid out my mind

I was gon' bust and let nobody live

I was gon' clear that bitch out

See where I'm from, you don't let 'em get the drop on you

I was gon' shoot till I peeped

They was throwing up E's and playing my shit from YouTube

You know a bullet ain't got no name

And nowadays **** don't fear that chrome

I think them **** never had to hear that song

Devin said, gangsters don't live that long

Their attitude like they got a lot to prove

Not much to gain but a lot to lose

In the hood their diplomas getting swapped for tools

Now all I see is death when I watch the news

Cops killing **** unarmed, no motive

Locking **** up just to meet their quota

Everybody high, ain't no more sober

Pop pills, snort pop and codeine their soda

Revelation last days, man, it's almost over

**** dressing like women, purse on they shoulder

Streets got a lot hotter, ****' hearts got colder

Got to keep the grass low so I can watch them cobras

The good die young, barely out their strollers

Babies having babies like y'all ain't notice

Short attention span so y'all ain't focused

The new generation looks so damn hopeless

Girls wanna be hoes, ain't no more Oprahs

Now the game over, ain't no more token

Signs of the times, man, that's what woke us

We don't stick together, man, that's what broke us

**** hating **** like they in the Klan

I guess Usher ain't the only **** got it bad

Only way a **** listen 'less you got a bag

Fellas can't get a job 'cause he got a pass

**** living on the Gram like he paying rent

Front for an app, man, they gotta brag

Message got her self-conscious 'bout the way she look

Now she flying out the country just to get her ass

I swear this world so

Crazy, ain't it, man?

I was just thinking the same thing

These **** selling dope is cool

We did that shit just to maintain

And we done take pictures, the game changes

Do it for the Gram, my ****

That's between you and Uncle Sam, my ****

Got a plug, you the man

While the whole time you paying my ****

Might as well stamp that

Vouched for you so many times

Who you think they ran it by, ****?

Had a lot of love for you, right now none at all

Really, I been planning how to kill you with kindness

Just want to remind you I'm grinding

When shit don't go right, I just blame it on timing

When you don't get your way, it's Jermaine every time

I'ma give you what I owe you, pay you no mind

Invoices all in my inbox

And I'm hearing voices every time the call drop

They done run a **** hot with the small talk

'Bout to get another spot 'fore the ball drop

You don't find out how they feel till you fall out

I was tryna keep it real, that's what you thought about me?

I can do better by myself, I'm better off without you

Comments in my mentions, I continue counting

Y'all wanna hear something crazy?

I love every **** that hate me

I thank everyone that betrayed me

Did I forgive 'em? Maybe

I feel a lil' better ever since I scribbled this shit on this paper

Fuck it, I'm fresh out of favors

Fuck this shit, Kevin, just save it