Got a bunch of problems that the world don't see
Loading up my chopper like it's World War 3
Looking in the mirror how the world war me
Looking in the mirror how the world war me
Cause I got a bunch of problems that the world don't see
Loading up my chopper like it's World War 3
Looking in the mirror how the world war me
Looking in the mirror how the world war me
Yeah, mama was a veteran that's so hood
Never met my daddy and I won't look
Since a kid I been a rebel
Used to bicker with the Devil
Bout the lyrics by the ghetto, with my notebook
I would babysit my brother while I blow kush
Every nigga preach, chevy whipping like a coke jug
Starting banging, I don't wanna be from your hood
All the cousins told me fuck it we gon' start our own hood
Just to click in niggas, now the bunch of 'em like your hood
See me call that ghost town then we put a soul, look
Picture talking certified, like we want to murder guys
Pull a new jersey drop, get your photo took
Pull up in the stoney all the homies with some hoes, uh
Feeling like I'm Tony off the motherfucking blow
Good god, I was in the condo feeling so shook
Living like sitting in Heaven after no good
I keep fighting myself I can't focus
Crip niggas told me back then like we don't know cuz'
I ain't never cool about banging then I chose them
I was studying The Art of War, bumping Bone Thugs
Lying to my mama like I ain't doing no drugs
See me at the club, I was sneaking out of home blood
'Bout to get my dick sucked
She gon' get her throat tucked
I was in the backyard, told the homies don't look
Fucking my mental health up, I was so cooked
Supposed to be a King now they rookie
But I know rooks, hold up
What are you a fucking skitzo?
I'm bipolar, whisper in her ear like both 'em
Reminiscing 'bout my dawgs sitting on my tour bus
Alcoholic, lying that I'm sober while I'm perked up
'Bout to do another so you lucky that I showed up
Almost OD'ed last night with the bros blood
Cause I
Got a bunch of problems that the world don't see
Loading up my chopper like it's World War 3
Looking in the mirror how the world war me
Looking in the mirror how the world war me
I'm at war with myself, yeah
I'm at war with myself
I'm finna go to war with myself, yeah
Go to war with myself, yeah
I rack up dope on the shit that I ran
How I rock my roll through like 55 bands
I've been on a roll like I live in my van
Rock a Jordan red toe let you niggas buy bands
Shoo away my soul like it is a fly den
Water rise up from the ocean, the end that I swim
Feel like I be chrome, gotta kill in my care
How they got a Virgo go with Gemini, man
God damn
Got a mental patient room with an intercom man
I was living on chem, call me killer armed man
Bout to hit it to a level while I sip a tall can
Make a hater get to stripping like I'm in a thaw dance
See these kids and they don't know me cause these niggas call fans
I don't need it and enough for me to get my raw bands
Only make myself a knot cause we kill them on here
People get a kick from it cause we really are champs
Lost it, I'm fighting from women
Y'all can't get your feelings all jammed like I'm really y'all man
I spit game like this lost but y'all did me wrong man
And my rap challenge then pen it won't give you your chance
My greed's on it's gluttony, give me my grands
Take part in these riches, this feeling's not grand
Cause now people envy a nigga, god damn
Please don't let them pray on me, I'll kill 'em
Ah man
Asshole just died, had to kill him ah blam
Then I brought his ass back like a rental car, damn
And I think I saved lives while my mental's all jammed
But controlling these boys like a prison guard, damn
Fucking two pornstars out in Wichita
Thinking bout' my kids and how I made it
Now I'm living large
Man, bout to leave my Demons daily cause they really all
Can be gone any moment so I wrote a song saying I
Got a bunch of problems that the world don't see
Loading up my chopper like it's World War 3
Looking in the mirror how the world war me
Looking in the mirror how the world war me
I'm at war with myself, yeah
I'm at war with myself
I'm finna go to war with myself, yeah
Go to war with myself, yeah
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