Goosebumps

Hold up, let me do my thing
I got the world on my shoulders next to my chains
Yeah, I'm back doing damage with the pen
I'm an animal, I've had it with these rappers and their trends
I might have to put an end to it
Decapitate their legs so they can't reach the mic
They ain't standing up again
A lot of long nights but I'm short-tempered
I can't trust nobody, so I'm self-centered
You can all get an L like the twelfth letter
Of the alphabet, I'll be selling out Bell Center's
Man, the fame is a bitch, I'm addicted to it
But I don't really talk about it in my music
I'm battling these demons, I'm gettin through it
Gotta get a 2 6 to get influence
What a shame but I'm still so blessed
Light a backwood till I feel no stress
Yeah, I did some remixes and I got some clout
But my family and my girls what it's all about
I really do it for a reason, so fuck these dudes
Real shit, I'm not the one you wanna run into
Look, I'm the definition of what hard work is
I'm gettin fed up, put them all on all my kids
You need the recognition but it's not worth it
To beef with me cause I'm the wrong person, I swear

I can't get to sleep cause I've been talking to my demons
I said "Please give me a reason to kill on"
They said "Do what makes you happy"
So I lit another backwood
I can hear the voices laugh as I kill on
That's why I don't say much nowadays
I look around and I see no one I can trust nowadays
So I don't say much nowadays
I look around and I see no one I can trust nowadays

Everybody got their hand in my pockets
You were never with me back then, stop it
I just wanna eat like Action Bronson
They used to hate on me, now they are at my concert
Goddamn, that man's a monster
Why these rappers looking like a pack of starburst?
Someone tell Luke that I am his father
There's snakes in the grass big as anacondas
I'm on the edge trying not to fall
I put the metal to your ear like you got a call
I tried to tell 'em that they never shoulda got involved
You wanna learn to walk with us then you gotta crawl, yah
Everybody switch up like it's seasons
All of y'all can get fucked, I don't need ya
Pour some Henny in my cup, now I'm geeking
Make some racks on the beat, I'm beasting
I ain't in it for the wack apologies
Or the animosity, or the fans acknowledgment
I'm too busy trying to handle all of this
Cause I got a strange feeling that there's cameras watching me
This anxiety is giving me the goosebumps
Lately I don't really give two fucks
To be honest, even one for that matter
Fuck it all
Man, I'm done
I can't stand it

I can't get to sleep cause I've been talking to my demons
I said "Please give me a reason to kill on"
They said "Do what makes you happy"
So I lit another backwood
I can hear the voices laugh as I kill on
That's why I don't say much nowadays
I look around and I see no one I can trust nowadays
So I don't say much nowadays
I look around and I see no one I can trust nowadays