Knuckles

Head so cloudy We get rowdy Cop a rental Whip an audi Shout out My lil bro Just watch I will grow Keep coming hard till Y'all stop sleeping on Me like a pillow Head so cloudy We get rowdy Cop a rental Whip an audi Blowing up in my inbox Bad bitch with no top I'm bout my fucking business listen Grew up without a pot to piss in Christian Mom and pops smoking weed and liquor sipping Do it for the art and the competition 8 years old running paper routes I didn't sell no weed Put food in my mouth and Shoes on my feet Out with the boys We ran the streets Grew up real quick From all the shit I've seen Young Hooligan always getting in trouble See the lights, hear the sirens then run for the tunnels Came from the bottom what can you tell me about struggle Had a friend die and then I watched another one crumble I'm not knocking your hustle But if you steal my money I'm gone fucking cut off your knuckles Feed them to my cats They wild and come from the jungle Hold your head under water And wait for the bubbles Cause I'm an independent artist I don't think I'll stop F*ck it I'ma run it Till it hit the top Gonna keep on blaring my music Listening to pac, Earth gang and Michael RIP the king of pop Let's not forget about our pasts Got me smoking on some weed And I don't care if you get offended By what you see You look like the type That would run and call the police I guess you do you and I'll do me Head so cloudy We get rowdy Cop a rental Whip an audi Shout out My lil bro Just watch I will grow Keep coming hard till Y'all stop sleeping on Me like a pillow Head so cloudy We get rowdy Cop a rental Whip an audi Blowing up in my inbox Bad bitch with no top