Music in My Veins (Prod. Space)

I'm tryna move my mama out the house She been staying in since I was in the 5th grade I'm tryna see all my brothers rock the new designer Like they the ones that's getting paid I'm tryna talk to the youth in the city like "Stay in the booth and up out of them graves" I'm tryna see if we bleeding the same Music is the only thing in my veins I'm tryna move my mama out the house She been staying in since I was in the 5th grade I'm tryna see all my brothers rock the new designer Like they the ones that's getting paid I'm tryna talk to the youth in the city like "Stay in the booth and up out of them graves" I'm tryna see if we bleeding the same Music is the only thing in my veins Music is the only thing in my veins Notice that I didn't say no hoe shit Okay maybe drugs is keeping me sane Cause I been dealing with some loss and some more shit I get high enough to high five a plane F*ck a recommended dosage You keep talking down get yo' door kicked They been waiting on me to flow switch They been waiting on me to go sick Go Dummo Mode on all these hoes I don't even know where they want me to go but I swear I got flows for days I can do this for days I got like 20 ways or plenty ways To do all this shit and I spray K's For uh (Hold on) Wait I think they want me to turn up like this I think they want me out ice on my wrists That's not me though Back up off me get shot like a free throw And we sending them bullets Magneto Back to whichever position he throw With a motherfuckin desert eagle At your throat we aim till you deep throat all these Pause For one or two reasons probably because you niggas missing the bars I'm tryna be great man I don't really give a f*ck about cars But that doesn't mean I won't cop em None of my niggas gone pop em It'll be me that'll solve it If all of my niggas got problems I swear they gotta come to me Cause they know I had a revolver And I was doing shit for cheap You say you putting prices on my head Nigga I'll f*ck you up for free Like a bad fucking barber Luke I am your fuckin father A It's so many Bs in this room haters can't C me Deez niggas easy F what you heard can't beat me I stay G'd up nigga Look Hold on Lemme run that back one time A It's so many Bs in this room haters can't C me Deez niggas easy F what you heard can't beat me I stay G'd up nigga (So that's what I'm coming with) (I'm coming with some dumb shit) (This some dumb shit) (Dis sum dum shit) I'm tryna move my mama out the house She been staying in since I was in the 5th grade I'm tryna see all my brothers rock the new designer Like they the ones that's getting paid I'm tryna talk to the youth in the city like "Stay in the booth and up out of them graves" I'm tryna see if we bleeding the same Music is the only thing in my veins