SINCERELY, XEN

(album: Darkwater - 2015)

While I ride
[?] but I don't clutch on the syrofoam
I'm wired up, bitch I'm fired up, ay
Ay, ay, ay hol' up, ay wassup
Ay, ay, hol' up, wassup, ay, ay

Niggas throw us out, knowing motherfucking well I inspired 'em
I'm tired of them niggas talking down while I rise up
Yeah I'm from the H, but I don't clench on the styrofoam
I'm wired up, bitch I'm fired up, send them firetrucks
Xen, I dropkick a nigga off a hoverboard
Go to court, get the case dismissed, shoutout my lawyer, boy
I hold the toy, had to sell it down while I wrote this to your friend
Hypebeast, SoundCloud faggot, fucking internet wave-riding
Cowabunga surfer boy
[?] skinny-jeans sagging motherfucking punk
Clone-ass, [?] four-pouring, Instagram posting, follow-ratio
Sanction-ass motherfucking niggas
Say, man you got me pissed
Every time I be online I see the same fucking shit
Bitch, quit asking me to fucking feature on some shit
Cause you know I'm finna heap, you just want [?]
Fuck is this? Fuck you think I am? Fuck you thought this was, boy?
Love, I got none, cause no love was shown to me
Dumb bitch, run when you see me in your club
Getting [?] with enough energy to flip a hundred fucking trucks

Bitch, you feel me
Bitch I know you feel me
Bitch I know you feel me