Huh
That´s probably the reason I don´t even write music no more, fool
I don´t even know how to like, feel my vibe, I be goin´ through different moods and shit

Every time I try to write some music
When I be feelin´ the vibe and wantin´ to like, feel how I used to feel, I ain´t even the nigga I used to be no more
So I be moody, goin´ through different moods and shit
It be different, I don´t even know how to, feel like I used to feel, no, I ain´t that nigga no more
So whoever you lookin´ for, you ain´t gon´ find him
You just gon´ find me, uh
The nigga you used to know
Nigga you was lookin´ for, used to blow pipes and tote dice
Blow dice, I mean tote pipes and blow dice (Blow dice)
Whatever

Whatever, whenever
Huh

Fuck that bag (Bag), used to fuck that bag up (Bag up)
Foenem playin´ with this shit, but they gon smash somethin´ (Smash somethin´)
Foreigns why the call me Swervo, used to crash ´em
Police at my mama house, they picked the Jag up
Get your cash up, get your swag up
You a killer, right? Why you tag us?
Make your mind up, pussy boy, decide somethin´
Haters gon´ manipulate, they tryna mind fuck
I woke up like 8 A.M. ´cause I´m a grinder
Foenem called to wake me first ´cause they with sliders (They with sliders)
I can´t let no nigga conquer us, divide us (Divide us)

We was born kings, can´t no one define us
We was in the trenches broke and fucked the finest ones (Finest ones)
Niggas know how gang rock, we had the loudest guns (Loudest guns)
We can´t hate, appreciate our wait around the sun
We can´t hate, appreciate a day around the sun (Uh-huh)
I could never hate my daddy, now I got a son (Two of ´em)
I love spendin´ time with ´em, but I gotta run (Uh-huh)
This life shit ain´t cheap, this life shit ain´t sweet
Made decisions gotta keep, I can´t post delete
The internet wan´ see me stressed, pullin´ up old tweets
I ain´t even into that shit, can´t remember that shit

Whips, I used to rent them shits, shit and now I´m in that shit
She do too much hatin´ shit, can´t defend that bitch
I can´t lie about my past so I made that list
Hoes be on hatin´ shit, I can´t take that risk
Uh, uh, can´t erase what I did
But if that glove don´t fit then you must acquit (Quit)
I was fuckin´ shit lit, I was just a jit (Jit)
I was on some sick shit, I was just a jit
I can´t even think I´m special, that´s just how we live
That´s why niggas fourteen, out here havin´ kids
That´s why niggas fourteen, out here doin´ bids
I couldn´t chase my dreams but knew ´bout .46
Thirty Glocks, pull up, thirty shots
Never thought we´d hear ´em stop (Stop), but we heard ´em stop

She a teen she ain´t have no pops (Pops), but she had a crop top
Nigga ain´t have no pops (Pops) but he had a drop top (Top)
For real