Self Communication ft. Luh Barii Lyrics

Sitting contemplating feeling underrated

I swear that I feel like I'm most hated

I was that nigga they laughed yea, trying to frame me as the strangest

I was just quiet, slighting taming

Still a loose screw leave you brainless

Lungs full of gas, smoke in the air yea I stay intoxicated

Cause if I don't my mind just get to racing

Up the fie, get to dumping get to flaming

Spinning niggas block don't give a fuck if it's snowing or raining

Catch a body and go on vacation

I know some niggas said fuck going to school

Straight to the block, like fuck education

They ended up with life behind bars

Making life just what they made

I would've been right with em, but that bag what I'm chasing

And it's still some killers left if you dying for clout they making you famous

Have your face all over dem stations

Niggas be switching more then a TV

It ain't no way that shit entertaining

I should've knew you was faking

You was my dawg but you hated

Shared the same struggle, emotions got duplicated

But niggas ain't cut they really be gooked out as fuck so I had to face it

I got a bitch with the face of an angel, the soul of a demon

Her head game is dangerous

I'm giving her facials, she love to swallow my cum she say that it's tasty

That little hoe be driving me crazy

Yea, remember my first time up in that room

Wasn't writing no statements

Fuck it just take me

I rather die then be labeled a rat

Burry me six feet under the pavement

Been solid, still solid, so yea I'm still remaining

Remember having nothing to eat I was starving, yea my stomach was aching

You grew up silver spoon, I'm talking about choosing your daily

I feel like I had it the toughest, but I'm not complaining

I'm just venting a little that's all, self-communication

All that mugging you doing got me anxious

Up the Draco like fuck it get to aiming

Yea, like fuck it get to aiming

I know some victims they use to be killers

2015 you was making a triller

2016 I was stealing a rental

Ops bussing back man this shit getting realer

Lost my big brother dem tears was bigger

I find that nigga I swear I'm a hit em

Shoot up his stomach and make him a shitter

It be so hot where I'm from ain't no winter

Aye let's get it

I cut off my homie, he was trying to get me cased

I don't smoke no trees because they be trying to get me laced

Told brodie don't slide with the bitches because he be trying to get me laid

Don't bring no hoe around because you know I get pussy for days

I think about the times I was lonely my homies was all that I got

I sit back and think about the people I claim that I really be loving a lot

I noticed that love not as real as I thought and that shit got to stop

Don't tell me you love me don't care if you family

I know you hating you caught

I got some homies I love for real who don't support me for real

I got family don't fuck with me but for dem I'll kill

I got people who don't know me saying they love me for real

And I got people from the sandbox want to slug me for real

Yea yea