ADDICTED ft. #Dame Lyrics

I was one of those boys that was born to go ball

Same in the winter the same in the fall

And you know ima answer the call, had lotta family that went through withdraw

They calling me white boy what that really mean? Bit** I had a daddy addicted to lean

Addicted to beans, hang with the fiends

I see through the lies and I see through the screens

You don't even know what I got going on, im boutta get paid just for doing a song

Man I swear that I got it, stand in the rain

I walk alone but its pouring in pain

Yea I load it, Calm

Doing this shit with a arm

Doing this shit man I'm strong

Up in the slot going long

I just made forty while writing a song

Leave me alone I just want the dome

I gotta Glock but it's up in my home

I can't even show you so leave me alone!

I don't want money, I don't fame, I don't want these girls who come around change

I just want me to go blow ya lil brain

I just got me forever I'm saying

I gotta forty you know I go load it

All of my colors you know that they coded

Ask about me and you know I ain't folding

Ask about me and you know I ain't folding

I just got my image

It run like a scrimmage

I run yo ass up and you know I ain't timid

I go to ball

No I won't fall

Two on my back like my name is John wall

(Like)

Bitch i'm the best, You talk less

I'm in your chest and you know ima press

Teach em a lesson

Send em a blessing

You going left I go the right direction

I gotta Smith. Don't make me pull Weston

I got a clip and it come w extension

You doing all this, it's just for attention

When I be so high in a different dimension

I know you, and you know me

But now you really know the old me

Ain't nobody gone hold me

Ain't nobody gone fold me

You lucky I told you the truth

That's the past now I'm in the booth

I left you for a better life

Don't tell me I'm Wrong when I'm right

Don't tell me I'm right when you know that I'm wrong.

Vision is blurry moving through the fog

You coming crazy two horns like a hog

People don't get it

I swear that I'm different

There's gone be hits and gone misses but ima keep grinding and ima keep winning

When I'm at the top you know ill be grinning

There is no more slipping

Straight to the digits

Get my bread right

Get to a million

Maybe stop sinning

Windows are tinted

No seeing in. you gotta be in it

Now I got a blunt and you know that I lit it

Now I'm high as shit and I'm feeling the ceiling.'

You know how I'm feeling, might go do the dash.'

Follow em back, right back to the stash.'

Go hit a blitz, steal all the sacks.'

My boys moving careful and moving with tacks

Hit it again call that double tap

Getting straight in like this is a hack

You know the rest put it on blast