I woke up this morning feeling the world forgot about me
But then I remembered I'm the streets and there ain't no life without me
Now what they really know about me?
Other than the fact that I'm a asshole
And there ain't never any bitch trying to take it up out me
I'm in the game, so tell them niggas I'ma leave with something
I'm half an hour past my patience, bitch I need something
I ate niggas like they were dinner, digest them, then shit them out
And redirect them to the glasses of a new beginning
They say I never chill
Why?
I don't associate myself with other packs of gorillas
They see this thing as the real
So understand before I lose, I swear I'll leave them sicker
Then when they heard the news
That ain't love, damn
That's not love
That's not love
That's not love
Snakes in the grass, so I stay on the pavement
Survived the battle, with animals and cavemen
And dead animals and dead men
I'm all in, and my only friend is amen
Keep your mouth closed, you want to know why you die
The answer's right under your nose
In the game I don't sleep, in the game I don't cheat
I just play my position, get MVP
I just go and wipe the dishes till they spot free
Trae you can count on me like one, two, three
Keep my business in my pocket, never wash with bleach
And I never show my ass, not even to me
That ain't love
They been questioning if it's real, well bitch, I'm here to answer
I'm on that shit that hit you like the last stages of cancer
A couple decades of heal but your mind is on
It ain't no keeping up with me, I'm in a different time zone
If I don't rap I'ma trap
If I don't trap I'ma slap the clip in the AK like Busta Rhymes and make it clap
Yeah they told you I'm gangster, fuck what you talking about
Ain't no rapper gone have your body still your spirit walking out
I'm so Houston, holy AB and speak 187
When I speak please shut the fuck up because I ain't speaking for health
Uh, they saying Trae back in that zone
Tell them motherfuckers they went wrong, nigga fuck love
Shit