Swangin

Never changing, I've been swinging Switching lanes at 10 and 2 It's for the chain-less and the nameless With a heinous vision, too Shit is lame, it's such a shame Look at what fame made niggas do No Smith & Wessons, just confessions And the bangers made in rooms If I speak the truth, I'm hatin If I don't admire I'm trippin Fortifying my castles And barbed-wiring my fences No Cartier on my lenses Just Some harder days in my visions One-way flights, no visits Passport stamps in it Granite flows my kitchen Kicked doors broke hinges I done lost a screw I done lost a few Don't care what y'all would do But I'm itchin Big worm shit, don't play with my emotions Gave you my all, it wasn't worth the focus Tryna earn this, but they told me I ain't chosen Slipped up crown, get heavy, fam, get hopeless I've been coastin', heard you got some jokes, boy Just keep all that to yourself, just keep it low, boy How you split the bread with em they ain't toast, boy On your high horse, acting like you wasn't low, boy Damn, the game is stale Turnin' carbon copies into paper trails These niggas way too frail Won't punch it out, cause they might break a nail Acrylic, you crack under pressure Sittin' back, I don't do extra On me she f*ck with the texture Just hand the ball to me like Lector Punchin' clocks all for the better Put the fam on my back f*ck who next up If they don't got us, then I got us But I still got a list of who left us This table, only got chairs for stand-up niggas Kudos to the real f*ck, whoever Don't f*ck with us Kick us at the bottom, damnit you can't put no trust in him Lint stuffed in my denim, but this ain't where my story ended Never changin', I've been swangin Switchin' lanes, it's cleanin' too So the chain is swimmin' aimless With a heinous vision too Shit is lame, it's such a shame That you won't fame me Niggas do no smithin Restin' just confessions Makin' bangers in the rooms