No Trespassing YCK

[Verse 1]
Riding with a burner, I’m wishing like Timmy Turner
That a motherfucker’d try me, I turn him to a deserter
It’s nights we come alive and no fight I wouldn’t fight
Just tried it and roll the dice, no change to pay the price
Motherfuckers lame and as deep as a gutter puddle
All the same as the rest of them when I diss and utter subtle
Light a cigarette, that’s my fuckin epithet
Spoken on some real shit, bitch I’m never incorrect
Everybody tryna' rock with shit that’s so in
When I’m dealing with my shortage of serotonin
Leaking all my blood and contracted this gangrene
But I’m dropping all this heat, no need to thank me
YCK I’m repping, they’re raiding, I got a weapon
Boutta' get to fucking stepping, be known as a living legend
I don’t wanna see em' as long as I’m unknown
Gonna try to get away in the back of the blunt smoke

[Chorus]
Go back to the place where you’re from
Toe tag got you feeling so numb
We can’t deal with a dose of bad luck
Or somebody like you who won’t even stand up
Go back to the place where you’re from
Toe tag got you feeling so numb
We can’t deal with a dose of bad luck
Or somebody like you who won’t even stand up