Distxrted Prxblems

Stop fucking with me Ay, Yuh Woke up distorted Memory forget it Bathe in whiskey til' sunrise F*ck your supplies I don't need you Demon in disguise Moving way too evil Hologram You see through Tell me they don't believe you Bitch I don't either Niggas beg for features Nigga we not equals Spit when I'm feeling lethal Imagine what this nine do If I stop And get to bussin, Bussin, (burn) Bussin, (burn) Bussin (burn) Bussin, What's the problem? F*ck let solve it Bitch full auto Suddenly they got problems with me Face to face, nobody wanna speak Niggas tweaking every damn week Keep that same energy next time you see me Ain't my fault your bitch wanna link Finger-f*ck herself to my songs on repeat Pussy run up, 'nother widow gon grieve How you gon' shoot with a knife in yo spleen? Stop all that barking, you sound fucking weak Coughing up blood, trynna scream like me Don't stare too long, you ain't seen the deep end Shrooms for the weekend, still self-seeking Selfish, helpless, hell-bent demon Living in hell Still willing to kill I been cursed with a gift I'm bipolar, and my life is just a product of my struggles Roll a spliff I'll forget it (forget it) F*ck the past had to dead it (dead it) I'm too focused on the vision Don't need peace, I want vengeance For my dogs imma get it Don't need peace, I want (get it , get it, get it) F*ck let's get it I'm still rising, f*ck a pinnacle Been tryna count commas Life got me counting coffins Why despise me? See me through and through Got no loved ones to remind me Still I'm striving Twenty-Four, living lavish New bitch causing havoc She the baddest I'm addicted Infernus be the clique bitch Get burned or get with it (yea) Living in hell Still willing to kill I been cursed with a gift I'm bipolar, and my life is just a product of my struggles (Ugh, ugh) Suddenly they got problems with me Face to face, nobody wanna speak Niggas tweaking every damn week Keep that same energy next time you see me Ain't my fault your bitch wanna link Finger-f*ck herself to my songs on repeat Pussy run up, 'nother widow gon grieve How you gon' shoot with a knife in yo spleen? Stop all that barking, you sound fucking weak Coughing up blood, trynna scream like me Don't stare too long, you ain't seen the deep end Shrooms for the weekend, still self-seeking Selfish, helpless, hell-bent demon Need one reason ain't going down that easy Ain't going (nah) Pussy