Old Days Desire (Rapper)

[Intro]
(Alpha, this a homicide)
Ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
So fucked up right now, I got my head down
Reminiscing 'bout the old days, now I'm smokin' out the pound
I be thinkin' to myself that these hoes really must take me for a clown
I ain't gon' lie, think it's time to say that you really out of bounds (Yeah, yeah)
You gon' get the same energy you put out, and that's the part that counts
New Mercedes, watch it pull out, and I'm smokin' on that loud
Another nigga tryna play with me, so I pull his ho heart (Yeah)
Talkin' all that hot shit, told him try some, he gon' see them bitches spark
Yeah, I'm on that shit, you don't wanna see me when them demons comin' out the dark (Blatt, blatt, blatt, uh)
Clutchin' on that heart-stopper, lil' bitch, tryna leave yo' shit without a start
Chillin' in exotic pop, I got exotic rocks in my motherfuckin' watch
With them GFL babies, yeah, they so crazy, they be steppin' when they march

[Verse]
And I got a message for the nigga that shot me, it's comin' from the heart, huh
When I catch you, bitch, you gon' hear how that choppa fart
Went to class high in tenth grade, noddin' off in the motherfuckin' desk
The teacher like, "Are you okay?" (Are you okay?)
I was like, "I'm good, I just need some rest"
Finesse, I was cappin' to her face, mm
I wanna know, yeah, what do you want with me? (With me)
'Cause it ain't clear to see (See)