The Worst

I know you hearing the song She be like blanco you never respond Done with the convo this shit overdrawn We do not have to pretend How you want me? But go fucking a friend This was a game from the start to the end And I was the nigga to struggle Way before rap I was trying to hustle You wanted to f*ck but I knew you was trouble I No time for playing the games Bro got sauce like he work out of Canes I took a piece and I made me a claim Never a time that you heard me complain How the f*ck you going to say I'm the worst Heart to empty I didn't have a penny It feel like I'm still trying to break out the curse 19 shells laying out in the curb No I ain't seen anything I ain't heard All that I know is them niggas dispersed Water was cold till the check on the first Block so hot left son in the earth Ain't let shit get in the way Cuz head tap could of lost his brain Fell out in front of my mother that was in the summer I know she was feeling ashamed Up to me it ain't shit I would change Working weight till I'm seeing the gains I ain't doing this shit for the fame But they gotta remember my name Over and over I'm stuck ina cycle I'm tryna straighten it out I could flow on a beat niggas still in denile I know that it come with the clout You gotta watch what you say to me now Yea it was zip in that banking account Took me a zip and I changed it around Trip after trip got me saving the route Sooner or later the face of the town I knowing that this shit get confusing Got my head on straight Trying to dodge white tape I ain't selling no body illusions Trying to stay out the mix elusive Niggas be lying lucious I'm putting on and they tryna exclude it Worthy of this and I'm ready to prove Dodgin the obstacle Beat the impossible Fam in the hospital Ain't nun new Shit is authentic Say it I meant it You could of kept the fake love to be cool It was early I read it I liked the message Really it was nothing else I could say Sometimes I don't like to get into the pain I know when we talk you be feeling the same I'm hoping the shit that I do ain't in Vain Lift up all my niggas I'm working a crane Like a barber I am going against of the grain Couldn't get me a ride had to hop on the train I was the one who was taking the blame Street shut down seen twelve with the tape Seen me a chance and I can't hesitate Get to a bag and it's hard to refrain I served my cousin she good with a eightth Face me a bottle could fall on my face When niggas be fake I just feel out of place You know I been distant I needed the space She told me come over she needed a taste You wanted to f*ck but I knew you was trouble I