Coming Soon!

Its like I want them understand, they just don't get me Kinda feel like I'm from a whole different city Get on this mic, go to a whole different place Gotta separate myself, go to a whole different space I ain't nothing like them boys, I don't even know how to be fake Lately I been M.I.A, I been all up in my head No more stressing 'bout a bitch That shit thinning out my dreads I said that cup my remedy, but I keep poppin' pills instead You was never feeling me, so you'll never see this bread Aye, this hoe really just groupie Cut 'em off, that weird shit gettin' dead Ain't too much shit to my lil name, only my dick and this lil pain It's really cutting deep Paranoid, I'm clutching heat Family, I know they depend on me I gotta vision they can't see so everybody can't come with me My bro said imma blow, it's only right I keep my gun with me I know Wansel with me. Pull up 392 hemi Quarantine ain't have no stemmy I ain't have nun for to flex Lil baby should've stayed with me I pull up stuntin' on my ex It's only right I get my check and I go crazy with it Bad bitch from way back when, might have a baby with it And lil baby from the city Way back, she knew G Baby when he was kiddy Way back I was tryna fill yo neck with hickeys I had to man up Dropped out of school, tryna make a way Gotta run these bands up Bro hit my line about that white bitch, named Amanda I'm staying clean, gotta go legit Came too far for my downfall to be a bitch I'm sorry momma this the only way I wanna rap, I ain't no thug, just want the pain away Lately been focused on the love to take the pain away And I been tryna quit these drugs I don't know, I gotta dig deep And I know whenever I blow i'm gon' be in sync And I know i've been missing pops, he really in me I do this for me and my people better living Tryna find me a way to stack it to the ceiling Tryna find me a way to run me up a million Niggas get in they chest whenever I come up in the building I'm G'LOC son, it's only right I do my dance aye I hurt the bitch, ain't have to fight, ain't use my hands aye Really been tryna run it up, me and my mans aye This a new veno' , you can't see us through the tint I will not lose I think it's time to wake 'em up, why do they snooze I'm Coming Soon Get on this mic, go to a whole different place Gotta separate myself, go to a whole different space I ain't nothing like them boys, I don't even know how to be fake Lately I been M.I.A, I been all up in my head No more stressing 'bout a bitch That shit thinning out my dreads I said that cup my remedy, but I keep poppin' pills instead You was never feeling me, so you'll never see this bread Aye, this hoe really just groupie Cut 'em off, that weird shit gettin' dead