Hear hear

I make I make songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear 'em

I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear 'em

I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear 'em

I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear 'em

I'm on the other side of fear, I want to f**g disappear

That boy busting here on the one though, no V though

(That kid over there, he got what)

And shе sexy

Uh

Everything is f**g pointless (JEWELXX), I'm not еven really here

I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear-

Other side of fear, I want to f**g disappear

I barely fit in with my peers, I ain't been happy in some years

You always f**k with niggas, ho, my niggas know that you a thot

You a b**h we got the drop, o-o-on your ass, you gettin' popped

Yeah, your ass be gettin' shot, my n**a swipe your f**g head off

N**a, it's f**k what they sayin', and you think I'm f**g playing

Ain't nobody f**g playing, shorty hit my phone again

That b**h mad, I'm born to win, I'm back on it now, but I'm doing it again

Pull up to your ass it's your old one again, I ain't call no one to get on

Got no type now, let me give a hoe these bands

Fucking-fucking

I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear 'em

I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear 'em

Maserati, ride with a trident on the front

AR in the passenger, another AR in the trunk

I pulled up into the park just so I can roll a boof

Bruh, I'm good, I don't want to hit your skinny ass blunt

In the hood, campin' out, jumpin' out if you fled

Tryna run and you done, you get shot in the back

Taking pics with that gun, n**a, that's not your strap

On the net making threats, n**a, that's f**g whack

Tryna trip in the club, n**a, your ass get clapped

Cause your b**h in the bed, how you feel 'bout that

Niggas fake, niggas crip, I don't f**k with the act

I just stick to the script, and I flip for the racks

And this thick looking b**h who be smart to the crib

She in the passenger, yeah, she eating d**k, need a bib

See an opp, I'ma make a mess like I'm eating ribs

She like, "Axx, boy, I love your ass, can I get a kiss?"

F**k a watch, I don't f**k with time, got an empty wrist

I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear 'em

I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear 'em

I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear 'em

I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear 'em

I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear 'em

I make these songs for you to hear and niggas barely f**g hear 'em