Abstract ​​wifisfuneral

[Intro]
Yeah, ayy, okay, like

[Verse]
Used to complain I ain't get my credit, I passed all the opps ought to catch me
Second, it's not even mentioned, how we pissin' on graves and they not even steppin'
I'm on they head, and you broke, not to mention, okay, like, forget it
My tool Danny Glover, I tote lethal weapons
Break it down as I speak and it felt like a reference
Keep it 2 when I creep cause [?]
[?] outta my neck
Paranoid, I don't know what's next
Keep 'em away from me I'm stressed
On my chest chain [?] dance
Now my manager want me to pop
Only thing that I pop is a pill
Let's be honest, I sing of the real
And it's either I sleep with the demons, or I sleep with the TVs on
There's a demon on the rise, perc fiendin'
Countin' milligrams out of my reason
I was lost in the dark, can't see me
I was left out to starve with the leeches
But I hook up the block and I'm cheesin'
Fingerfuckin' the Glock, got me tweakin'
Fingerfuckin' the Glock, got me tweakin'