Truancy

I been absent way too long, like I got truancy

Brodie postin' music, but that shit just isn't movin' me

I been absent way too long, like I got truancy (−tack)

Brodie postin' music, but that shit just isn't movin' me

Could you watch me die?

Don't let him pressure you

Stay cool, then attack

I been absent way too long, like I got truancy

Brodie postin' music, but that shit just isn't movin' me

Drunk as fuck, I'm in the whip movin' stupidly

Bag another hoe, pimpin' bitches isn't new to me

Ay, two shots to his rib, buddy stay down

I been rappin' so damn long, I lost my way 'round

Testin' styles, experimenting 'till I fuckin' found it

Movin' smart, no need to rush, I can't be dumb about it

**** hatin', know you made it, if they fuckin' doubtin'

Got a problem? Up the stick, yeah we don't play about it

Shoot three bullets, headshot, to the right side

You the shit, until the bullets fuckin' fly by

Take the high-road baby, not the high-side

Thirty on my hip and I keep it by my side

Glock 22, got the choppa when I ride

I was takin' L's, but then I turned the tide

Smokin' on that pack bitch, yeah I'm gettin' high

Smo-Smokin' on that pack bitch, yeah I'm gettin' high

Smo-Smo-Smokin' on that pack bitch, yeah I'm gettin' high