GRAHAM (feat. DUPIZZ)

I do be tryna be in love but To be in it is to be in pain Ion wanna feel that sh- Sh Sh Sh Shit nigga Alright let's get into it Stacking up more grahams then them crackers Multiply the look that shit don't even add up A few more records to collection never subtract em Except any for phony bitch that's holding my path up Damn I know they mad yup f*ck Damn I know they mad yuh f*ck F*ck Maybe I should retract me statem- Pedaling listening to track one five A nigga will be alright Loafers is fucking stomping on sweet eyes Sweating too much from yo hot lies for real no front It's all good from the punt stuffed like a pot pie Fitted don't fit from the fro niggas is slow The pain is so so till I cover it all with a joke Then I crack open like a yolk shit Then I run from the problem I need a cloak quick Fit I put together hide from the slow tears Twenty years the car this shit don't do both gears Made sweet ears in a spree to find happiness shit Cheers But f*ck it Ducking the cut out I'm cutting you the f*ck off Went from have sweet tooth now a vid of us makes us cough Buying clothes as closure to fill the void But my closet so big it's turning a black hole I got a fucking problem but I act like I dont know Niggas stack more grahams then them crackers Multiply the look that shit don't even add up A few more records to collection never subtract em Except any for phony bitch that's holding my path up Damn I know they mad yup f*ck F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck Damn ha I know they mad f*ck F*ck f*ck em Maybe I should retract me statement Why did I even say that I know why you said that Nah F*ck that Yo look This aint even my type beat I remember being sober a nigga couldn't even sleep Why would I wanna switch shoes you couldn't walk in my feet Yea your running from your lyrics while I just walk on the beat yea Suburb baby but why am I in the streets Summertime Wildwood I'm chilling down at the beach Yea they ask me what I'm doing I'm being all I can be I can f*ck a bad bitch in a fruit of the loom tee yea You looking for it I give you something to see yea My thoughts dirty but know that my face clean Call me Pizz Martin Luther you know that I got a dream Banana split bitches I'm getting the ice cream No I'm not a Spike Lee but I'm doing the right thing Or I'm doing the right things I'm selling all these wrongs so I ain't get nice things Yea free my best friend been locked since 2016 She not smart enough to have my heart no Stevie Wonder She not smart enough to have my heart no Stevie Wonder She not smart enough to have my heart no Stevie She not she not she not uh F*ck Stacking up more grahams then the crackers Multiply the look that shit don't even add up A few more records collection never subtract em Except any for phony bitch that's holding my path up Damn I know they mad yup f*ck F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck F*ck uh I know she mad f*ck F*ck you Stop fucking playing with me nigga I really do this shit nigga Just cause niggas get fucking mad or some shit Don't mean you can Don't mean you can fucking Shit Pussy ass niggas man F*ck all yall niggas man F*ck is yall niggas