Amphetamine Sugar & Cream

Fish on the beat Homies they turn into fiends Up in my grill like they tryna clean This is my path but nobody agree Out in the dark I cannot even see Stare at the ceiling I'm never asleep Maybe I'll roll up some tree F*ck it that's not what I need, I gotta see out the means and focus on me Ok All that I ever have flowing through me is Amphetamine Sugar and Cream I got some brothers and they got some mothers And you know that everyone repping the team What do you think? I cannot call it a truce You ain't got nothin' on me Tell you the truth, I had a dream I hopped the roof Knocked out a tooth, Ran a few miles and jumped in a pool Next thing I knew I'm back up in the booth, ay So gimme the loot, hit up the plug and he gave me the juice Riding around ain't got nothing to do, plus I got nothing to lose But I got something to prove, gimme the keys to the coupe I'm finna pop out and shoot, aye Y'all cannot even be serious worried bout likes and appearances I just rely on experience although I ain't 21 All of my raps they be hyper as heck I have a thought then I'm on to the next Got no attention I feel like a mess What was I saying I tend to forget? I just wanna write raps Yeah I'm finna drop tracks Really want some big racks Gotta get it ASAP I am just a young Yid Might think I'm a dumb kid I been staying off grid Look at what I just did Yeah I really got bars, flowing like I'm Mozart Just paid off my own car, feel like Imma go far This only one hit, dinner for a luncheon Chopped on my thumb, yeah ER had to rush in See I'm always hyped up talking way to buzzed and I spit to clean so there ain't no rust Pressure myself like I'm not enough hitting up Bro-D like do you got bud Ain't no court but they still gone judge She been in my head for like way to long Tryna act cool but I can't show love Played my role and you did me wrong yeah All that I ever have flowing through me is Amphetamine Sugar and Cream I got some brothers and they got some mothers And you know that everyone repping the team What do you think? I cannot call it a truce You ain't got nothin' on me Tell you the truth, I had a dream I hopped the roof Knocked out a tooth, Ran a few miles and jumped in a pool Next thing I knew I'm back up in the booth, ay So gimme the loot, hit up the plug and he gave me the juice Riding around ain't got nothing to do, plus I got nothing to lose But I got something to prove, gimme the keys to the coupe Im finna pop out and shoot, aye Ya'll cannot even be serious worried bout likes and appearances I just rely on experience although I ain't 21 All of my raps they be hyper as heck I have a thought then I'm on to the next Got no attention I feel like mess What was I saying I tend to forget? Amphetamine Sugar and Cream