(Verse 1)
I been to the moon
I need to return soon
I'm missing some screws
I studied it to the tee
Then I mixed it with spoons
I know some niggas in tune
Act like they not
Watching my shit get peripheral views
We the hot topic
We came up from splitting the food
Bussin’ hot pockets
Stressin' cuz my pockets was not poppin'
Suck my dick my energy rude
Allies, enemies too
Plotting in hotboxes to sky rocket
Running this city like running with scissors
But it was knives on the day my brother got out of prison
In his eyes I could tell hе knew the outside was diffеrent
And on top of that I had got bigger, now I’m his nigga
(Chorus)
Sun scorching me
So how they feel like this nigga on the porch with me
Torching me
I let it torture me
Don't wanna do you like this but you forcing me
Don't wanna do you like
I been to the moon
I need to return soon
I'm missing some screws
I studied it to the tee
Then I mixed it with spoons
I know some niggas in tune
Act like they not
Watching my shit get peripheral views
We the hot topic
We came up from splitting the food
Bussin’ hot pockets
Stressin' cuz my pockets was not poppin'
Suck my dick my energy rude
Allies, enemies too
Plotting in hotboxes to sky rocket
Running this city like running with scissors
But it was knives on the day my brother got out of prison
In his eyes I could tell hе knew the outside was diffеrent
And on top of that I had got bigger, now I’m his nigga
(Chorus)
Sun scorching me
So how they feel like this nigga on the porch with me
Torching me
I let it torture me
Don't wanna do you like this but you forcing me
Don't wanna do you like
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