All these girls telling me I was sexy.
Paid no attention, now nobody texts me.
Just wanna have some fun, it's too risky
Blood runs red when I drink black whiskey
It's clear I'm still here, not a weary survivor
Kids are cubs i'm a siberian tiger
Walk through the jungle talk like i rumble
Now that i got the ball again i'm not gonna fumble
You can hear my words clear, I don't mumble.
I'm juggin' out a stomp in a concrete crumble.
Buggin' out at night at about 4:50
Wanna go to sleep, but my brain won't let me.
It's stressing.
Literally, my literature obliterates.
And everything I spit is hot as shit.
It can incinerate.
I get dramatic, sick, and scattered.
Memories are haunting me.
I spit sporadic sentences, significant and quantitative.
It's comical, I'm so astronomical.
This rocket should have blasted off a long time ago.
I'm just trying to get as big as Technon and Hobson.
So every night I pray to God, let that be my option.
All these girls telling me I was sexy.
Paid no attention, now nobody texts me.
Just wanna have some fun, it's too risky
Blood runs red, but I drink black whiskey
Invite a bitch to the crib that's a no-name.
Get some drinks, value, and some cocaine.
I already gave my word.
Got a second chance, you don't get a third.
I got this pain in my stomach that is amplified.
Realize that it's lonely, disamplified.
Push everybody out of my life to start rapping.
But I forgot to let at least one girl back in.
Now the door's locked closed.
It won't open the jokers.
I got what I want in pure focus.
I don't have the time.
I am too self-centered.
And I ain't trying to get fucking caught on Tinder.
Old flame flicker and a new flame blazing.
Hint, half Asian and half Caucasian.
Hope it's amazing, but watch for the danger.
Trick from the devil or did God send an angel?
All these girls telling me I was sexy.
Paid no attention, now nobody texts me.
I just wanna have some fun, it's too risky.
Blood runs red when I drink black whiskey
Invite a bitch to the crib that's a no name
Get some drinks and X and some cocaine
But I already gave my word
Got a second chance, you don't get no third
My exterior is a monster
