Heart & Lungs

I'll shoot my shot when I'm ready Drank in my cup got me feeling heavy Still pouring up steady Came from the bottom smoking top shelf Please do not pass me no reggie I'm saucing on them like spaghetti I'm blowing money like confetti Just tell me and I'll control it if you let me I still got my burner on me in a chevy Nigga thinking he gone play with me Had to burn his ass in the telly I come from a place boredom make them kill Environment really so deadly They watching us so condescending I got some guns but I need plenty I'm waking up feeling so trendy My bitch want a fendi purse I want a Bentley Don't think that this finna work Baby don't sweat me She thinking I'm missing her and it's tempting Goofy shit on my nerves feel the envy Used to sit on the curb Nike look dingy What they be waxing now used to cost sixty Grew up on skateboards like a hippy Rolling on all fours might get dizzy Think I can take more to the kidney You supposed to come pull up on me and you didn't She told me it's all yours when I hit it I'm feeling the fake love from a distance For me it don't take much to get finish And you probably feel a buzz off my image The shit from the past you want to forget it I'm chasing a bag not you I get it Between myself and God I don't know who to trust Just keep it for myself already know who I love Kinda hard to feel this way so I partake in drugs Don't think my body feel the same I feel my heart and lungs Heart and lungs party drugs She say where yo party drugs Shawty you got cotton tongue Whats the deal don't be a judge All for fun we just pulled up fifteen deep we all on some All or none if you got yo gang in here then throw it up Going up lowkey I'm climbing and going up Racks in my pocket they showing huh She think I'm stupid I'm playing dumb Cant play with my feelings I really went numb Don't think you the hottest they saying uh Always comeback when they thinking I'm done The battle might end but the war just begun Might transform my whip like I'm Shia LaBeouf I feel like I'm Savo enough is enough My bitch gotta drive me round like mrs puff You know what I know then stop doing too much I'm back on the road with them bricks in the trunk I never got caught but I'm still on the run I barely see boy but they still bound to come I got what they needing just Picked up some dust Serving them crumbs Withdrawal adjust I'm not just a rapper the stars getting struck I'm not just a trapper the bar having sluts I'm popping out and they wanna be us Can't say it's easy sometimes it get tough I took some x and it's making me cuss Used to bring smoke on the back of the bus Smoking so early shit hurting my gut This ain't even runtz moon rock in my blunt