Tear

- Always got it by my lonesome, I don't want 'em So naw, I never really care for Friends - Mind always on the money, I've been hunting Tryna stack rectangular, squares, them ends - Done cried so much inside I wonder will a N*gga ever tear again - I wonder if I put it all together Will my haters come & try to come and tear again - Whole life seem like I've been torn Been a Don been Madd since born - Life hurt, life sting like a swarm Smoking on gas, might ring the alarm -You can't touch me, even with my arms Gotta get it, gotta get it, til' it's gone - Dodging ops that antagonize my calm Screaming f*ck me, like my life is a porn - Cool, calm, collective till sh*t Round me, start to get hectic - Far from perfect but got this perfected Tryna get sh*t in order to Perfection - Can never be sure, no time for guessing Time is money, time is of the essence - Bad bitty with me look like she at Essence N*ggas wanna tear me down til' nothing left of me - Normally try to push bullsh*t to the left of me Seems to always arrive front and center - Sh*t, I done prayed for change I done fought for change, always seen nothing different - This game is cold, engraved words "Murder She Wrote" Like it's already something written - You know the sky's the limit Got my hands high, but haters want me to touch the ceiling - Middle finger to them all like they got it solved Do I care for n*ggas, never not at all - Hate accelerates, never stopped at all Read me wrong what they forgot the clause - Can't say a thing like I'm stopped on pause But if I press play, will you hear it? - Tear me down, build it back up Til' I fall, like I'm in a building - Always got it by my lonesome, I don't want 'em So naw, I never really care for Friends - Mind always on the money, I've been hunting Tryna stack rectangular, squares, them ends - Done cried so much inside I wonder will a N*gga ever tear again - I wonder if I put it all together Will my haters come & try to come and tear again (2x) - I've always been a loner Smoking marijuana - I get no attention F*ck n*ggas come up missing - Madd Da Don they better listen AK-47 spitting - Rat-ti-ti-tat-ti-ti-tat-ti-ti-tat Empty the clip, throw the stick in the back - I will attack about your sh*t like a pit Don't look at me n*gga look at your b*tch - Pastor Dizasta, I live for this sh*t D.S.G.B. yeah, f*ck n*gga the click - I am legit, over this sh*t Tell them f*ck n*ggas they bout to get hit - Tell them f*ck n*ggas, they bout to get drug I am the cord & I am the plug - Back of the club, and my hoodie is black All of my n*ggas ready to attack - Don't frisk me I keep me gat I don't know them n*ggas like that - Matter of fact y'all n*ggas whack Doing this for that clout - I'm doing this for my gangsta n*ggas Cause gangsta sh*t what I'm bout, b*tch