Monster's Ink

I did everything for this, sold my stick and left my bitch Nah my gang ain't gimme shit I was down and hit my lick Tie my laces I can't trip f*ck bein famous boy I'm lit Feel like everytime I sip I feel adjacent to my demons She be rubbin on my skin I'm just irritated leanin Only me I represent how u think that I'm a keeper Girl just Suck it up like u a shop vac I wanna buss it up and and buss it down in contrast U see my bitch bad and I mean really bad I lay her on her back got Karma Comin fast I need R an R dolo my car she on suspension I am charizard just draggin bitches that u invest in This shit not that hard they cappin why I see no leverage Man I took the charge for my old homie I learned my lesson Do what you gon do but boy don't plot on P.I.V.O.T. you'll die All my screws is loose and when I get to trippin don't even try I pop out the blue and get him lifted mom look in the sky They done took yo son and turned him into this tried to bully him Ain't no one on one I got my glick In here and I'll click at him If he run he done boy I am scorpion I'll finish him Make him clutch his lungs I got him forfeitin need adrenaline F*ck these boys they nun he might be sorta pimpin im 50 cent I come from a generation of murder and date rape Told my home girl don't be wit them boys I heard they shaday They gon try to make some m's off you like you a 30 That's just how it go, bro told me to keep a poll I'm on lookout for my folks They like lookout pivot cold I hit lookout wit my hoe Colorado mountain goat Been in state, finna leave the country but i been estate Been a straight, jug bussin youngin switchin interstate Bitch i been OK, focused on the dough like i been whippin weight Niggas ask me how i ran the racks up, lemme demonstrate Niggas been had the sauce sellin wit persuasion Aint a gold rush you know the bitch that came wit is Asian Hella sticks wit us and its FN's my trigger finger patient Gotta watch for niggas dont get subbed out in this equation Huh, Yuh tweakin let the steak out on my bully shit Opps thought its 3 bullets left in that boy thats a fully clip Huh, Monster covered in that ink like my name sullivan 40 got me crunkin out this mink like im drinkin it Never cross my niggas but I still ball like Ja-Morant Its a fitted on his head everything this nigga think is cap Heard the shit you said behind my back, you cant get no dap It aint no finish lines on his front door but we ran in his trap First I step, and then I step again And again, again, again, again Play wit P.I.V.O.T., play wit Aux, You in a box Yuh, Box state