Relapse

(álbum: Free At Last - 2019)

40 on my lap, 12 on my back
Drunk off the 'gnac, I ain't going back
I'm holding court in the street, keep that thing 'cause I got beef
Take your life, I'm a thief, I'ma practice what I preach
They don't know the pain, they can't see the tears
Locked up in that cell, stressed for all them years

This shit is crazy, like...
I'm tryna tell my youngin be easy

Four pound, he gon' gun you down
Say something, he gon' do it right now
If a nigga move, then I'll lose my cool
Then I'll blow my fuse, end up on the news
Mothafucka, I'm tryna chill
I'm tryna chill
I'm tryna chill
You ain't hear me, though
Four pound, he gon' gun you down
Say something, he gon' do it right now
If a nigga move, then I'll lose my cool
Then I'll blow my fuse, end up on the news

Mothafucka, do I need to say it two times again?
I'm just... I just gotta get in the zone
What we got? One more verse?
Talk my shit

Baby mama cheating, kids gone for the weekend
Left her brother stinking, fuck was he thinkin'?
Percs got me tweaking, Adderalls got me geeking
Got my heart pumping, I don't care 'bout nothing
All you niggas bluffing, they don't want nothing
When I see them face-to-face, all them niggas fronting
Damn, I just relapsed, I'm about to OD
Did it by myself, I don't need no codeine

Like, them niggas really be like
"Cass, I ain't want no static"
Like all that rap-on-rap beef, I don't really want that, like
I really wanna beef with real niggas, like
I really want beef with real niggas
You know what I'm sayin'?
It just... it just hurt when you beef with a nigga that's gon' tell on you or some shit like that, like...
I ain't really trying, I ain't, I ain't really tryna like... fuck with none of you rap niggas
I don't give a fuck about no family, no friends
The fuck y'all was at when I was shooting in the gym?
Fuck outta here