Bleed The Stock Lyrics

I don't know what you've been telling people, but make sure it's true

False accusations, don't let it fall through

Lost too many in the street, I'm lost in the beat

Who put this saddle on my back? Man, you can't hurtle me

A plant-based man, man, why am I eating meat

He fired shots in the street, he left on concrete

Wood grain, but my ten was wheat

Locked in the belly with a beast, I ain't lose my teeth

My major said, if I lost you, I ain't lose no sleep

If you're already at the top, then where the hell is the peak

This trash can like the bottom, cause that's where I started

My mama hid the dope inside the glove compartment

94 Toyota, sold a lot of Yola

I got bagged in front of the school in a power motor

When I run too high, I need the codeine

Yesterday, rode slow, had to slowly

Every time I hit the corner, feel someone know me

Are you slick, light, or don't approach me

Mug face emoji

Get cut off, never knew what you meant to me

Hand everything on me, cause you couldn't deny me

Then half of your tooth said to re-align me

I know you think it's cool, but I'm not even paying attention

It all started off simple, but I couldn't confuse you

Tell me what happened to they saying, when it take two

I'm more dependent on your neck, cause I depended on you

Took a loss, so I guess I was wrong

I guess I get confused a lot

Only use people around me to plot

Tryna bleed to stop

Show your hand, I just unfold the plot

Get no sleep, fuck her till her knees knock

Then I leave the spot

Paved the road, but it still was an obstacle

Paved the road, but it still was an obstacle

Paved the road, but it still was an obstacle

Paved the road, but it still was an obstacle

Put it in the bowl, spin like a reload

Use a pen to bust it down, smaller than a thread needle

You're just a has-been, worried about that past 10

Coming down off that last bend still, I'ma seek revenge

I'm a sinner, man

Positivity, leave em critically

Hard to mope when you still tryna find a way to fit in

Used to sit out in the city, ain't no openness you can't join in

You're so confident, what you a codefender

I noticed that in half a penny

It's like a fifth sense, I can tell when niggas fake dismiss

I don't need apologies, excuses don't make up for me

Discharged to the game, like slaughter to the lamb

It's family for the fame, it's LMG Global Game

Blah

Yeah, man, this how we go, man. Start to finish, yeah

Yeah, turn up, man

We taking over this shit, man

Let go