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Like the first John, always mad drunk crazy shit Pass months after I was born, moms ain't know what she was playing with My eyes look to be grey so no one was saying shit Grew watching domestic disputes, my dad was breaking shit I stay in my room and try to forget, cause me to resent The ideas of love and lust, I rather get money, f*ck a bitch I wanna live alone, on my own, my niggas don't wanna understand So I said it's either that or just get along with the program Make these beats, rap these lyrics, take these streets to a new level Have the police and media worry about the new rebel Guided by my ghetto angels, being called the new devil Tell the truth, used to be like Bam Bam, sold a few pebbles F*ck bedrock, where I'm from, my team known for having dead opps Only time we happy is when we get treed and see dead cops F*ck shooting up your car, I want to see the headshot Niggas all G's til they in the T and hear the lead pop I stay with a mug, stay with my thugs Nothing to f*ck with once we get all of our guns American Most Wanted and Hated but in the streets, we're celebrated Crackas mad I got a net worth that they never see themselves making Niggas say they killers but the f*ck is that thought Only reason y'all stay on first 48 is because you keep getting caught Couldn't tag a body on me but probably defeat with assault Don't ask where I was at, went home after that end of the brawl I rock a different way, I don't be attracting the law It wasn't on camera when my fist was cracking his jaw Desensitized by death so drank got us to sleep easy Look at the next rapper that's finna be banned from TV I'm make it like the 7th Hokage, best believe me I'm out chea like YETT, that's word to that nigga Teezy Just sitting in the living room, dreading how I'm broke Down to sell anything, down to weed, up to coke First paranoid, now confident Nobody knew Johnathan Was driven into a career that isn't promising I can possibly go down the same road that my father went The same game that f*ck with my brain because it made me fatherless Outlaw Living in the town Dear God... Wonder can you save me Drinking all this liquor because I don't care about my health Smoking all these black's, stressed that I'm going to hell With a soul I can't sell, a hidden scroll I can't tell And a empty ass home, gone is where I can dwell All my friends are worried, say I need sum pussy I tried to get a taste but the bitch really handed me a cookie I must be fat, I must be wack, I must be not shit Nonsense, I just want to blow out my entire conscious Honesty, honestly I'm angry and you trynna make me believe in who She keep yelling why you don't see what I see in you Maybe like a fairy tale, it's just too unbelievable I know who I am, all I see is a mean evil dude Bipolar, if not sober, say f*ck being spiritual Just trying to pay the rent and smoke, don't got time for being biblical Been meaning to read these books, just don't seem easy To see for a pastor while seeing all these demons too So I chill with them So I deal with them After a while, used to the sounds so I just live with them My brain become dead so I'm convinced I can kill with it Rob you out of your hope and dreams, taking your meal ticket Hella hyperactive with no siblings in the house I be talking but people be asking what I be talking about How often now do I got to break down every word Y'all get on my nerves, block every mfs like when will y'all ever learn Never had a perm but I've been burned Many times I saw you drop the ball, this time I threw a curve Like a swing, batter batter F*ck the chit chater , I'll make your jaw shattered while watching your nose splatter Hit the dasher like that white boy Ashton, when I see him, I'm going dumb Feeling numb like the time I should've hit him with that pineapple rum Here is the fun now this nigga on the run So bitch made, I'ma bring a switchblade cause I know you don't got a gun Cut out your tongue, put it in your ass since you like to talk shit With a 12 gauge pump, I shoot you in both your knee caps so you can't walk bitch Change the subject, niggas don't want this boy to go crazy I got a AR 15, that's hella far from that 380
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