Been Through

Tryna get what I need, but now I need some sleep It's three pills in the morning, just to get me off that thrill, nah I’m just tryna get at least one day without overthinkin' Talking guns, boy you never clinchin', boy u cappin', prolly never seen one (G-g-g-gang beat) Riding around in that Beam, ooh You can’t see what I been through Riding around in my city and I'm sprayin' the opps, so f*ck 'em too (Krr-pow) Chain piece on fifty and the drum a hundred, we got gratitude Bad lil bitch got attitude, you’ll get flamed nigga, get barbecued, yeah (Y'all gettin' flamed) Goin' through the second, I can see details Uh, vision 360, y’all move in 30 frames (30 frames) Lurkin' in, we gotta wash all the dirty bands Marty Byrde, turn 'em into ashes in that furnace thing Sorry boo, I stay true to myself, you cannot fool me once I be goin' to the the jeweler and I told the nigga bust me down Run it up, don't run it down, lil bitch don't try f*ck it up You fucked me up, I'll skrrt off your lane and never see you once I can see 'em freezin' when they see me All these niggas underneath me, feel like Egypt In a drop top with no ceiling, I feel like livin' (Yeah) Oh you can't see my image, the windows tinned Ridin' my wave, they surfin' (Huh?) I got my ice, so I stay MC Flurry Blow out some gas, now my vision stay blurry I roll the dice, then I pull out that 30 (Huh?) Put on a beat while I'm sippin' on syrup Actually sick, I ain't sippin' no dirt (Fh-fsh) Smoking on mango and she want that too Seen my lil pay check, now she comin' through, yeah (Pow) Tryna get what I need, but now I need some sleep It's three pills in the morning, just to get me off that thrill, nah I’m just tryna get at least one day without overthinkin' Talking guns, boy you never clinchin', boy u cappin', prolly never seen one Riding around in that Beam, ooh (Skrrt) You can’t see what I been through (Yeah) Riding around in my city and I'm sprayin' the opps, so f*ck 'em too Chain piece on fifty and the drum a hundred, we got gratitude Bad lil bitch got attitude, you’ll get flamed nigga, get barbecued, yeah (Y'all gettin' flamed) All of these bands that be comin' through bump into fake niggas too, okay Fake nigga, zoom out of my face, I'ma hang up like Zoom, yeah, okay (Krr-pow) I'm in a coupe, I'm in a 'Rari, I'm speedin' up, ooh (Skrrt) I'm with yo' bitch, she lookin' cute I'm all on yo' hoe and we speedin' like zoom, let me smoke up the room Yeah, she just want attention But I don't have the patience I just have the Peso Yeah