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Uh (K8) (Woah woah, uh uh) I can't be wasting no time, no (Can't waste no time, no) This bitch asked me do she ever cross my mind, no (Cross my mind, no) Gotta watch my back because killing is a cycle (Is a cycle) And don't call me no demon im tryna fight those Yeah I'm tryna fight those But my killers go where I go (Where I go) One in the head keep it ready for a rival (For a rival) Playing with us that boy must be suicidal (Suicidal) My life a book I just can't come up with a title (Title) Help me find a title They wanna know what I did Too many questions Its giving fed Thoughts in my head Telling me to paint the city red Got the gang out the crib They wanna spend blocks and spend that bread Pockets getting fed They going up like its a bid I just starting popping Gotta keep a pole if try stop it Bouta' just start dropping Put the city on my back like I'm the rockets My mom keep on doubting She want me to give up and go to college But bankrolls in my pocket We on section 8, tryna come up out it Them yes's turned to no's so I don't depend on niggas Know some niggas that was opps now they close like fingers They far from real He gone rat once he get hit with them wheels We gone catch him heard he hiding out He way up in them hills The hills that's nothing be there when I sign a deal But made a hunnid off the block we gon' catch him f*ck that deal My niggas forever we like the streets, we stuck bitch Seen the opp's and peep the cops damn it's up bitch I can't be wasting no time, no (Can't waste no time, no) This bitch asked me do she ever cross my mind, no (Cross my mind, no) Gotta watch my back because killing is a cycle (Is a cycle) And don't call me no demon I'm tryna fight those Yeah I'm tryna fight those But my killers go where I go (Where I go) One in the head keep it ready for a rival (For a rival) Playing with us that boy must be suicidal (Suicidal) My life a book I just can't come up with a title (Title) Help me find a title See me wit my dickies its a reason why my pockets pop Minimum 5 and I ain't running loaded for the opps Niggas behind me they all strapped the real drumline Give em' the nod Brodie got it, ain't have to buss mine Saying I'm hot drop that bag F*ck a co-sign ain't nothing enough it ain't just me I'm tryna feed mind's I'm taxing niggas the ones who gave me a fee And I'm still in the mud I'm only up to my knees But ima make it out Trust me ima make it out Told her cut the talk Lemme feel your jaws So ima take it out Hate being sober for too long I be in them drought's Niggas talk heavy on the social's Dying for some clout Now he a pack That boy ain't coming back He did all of that Just to be a stat Brodie never lack That pole stuck like a tat Scoring like he Shaq This the truth this all facts I can't be wasting no time, no (Can't waste no time, no) This bitch asked me do she ever cross my mind, no (Cross my mind, no) Gotta watch my back because killing is a cycle (Is a cycle) And don't call me no demon I'm tryna fight those Yeah I'm tryna fight those But my killers go where I go (Where I go) One in the head keep it ready for a rival (For a rival) Playing with us that boy must be suicidal (Suicidal) My life a book I just can't come up with a title (Title) Help me find a title (K8)