FRSHCNVS Lyrics

This is my improvisation hope I save myself before the end of my nation

The end of my patience, beginning my statements

The end of my patience, beginning my statements

No room for mistakes when I'm beginning my greatness

I can identify fake shit

You feel my vibration

Yeah you hear my creation

No you don't see my situation

But you hear my innovation

You can't hate me for the real me what I'm saying

You can't hate me you just feel me what I'm praying

Backwood, backwood, backwood, backwoods, back to back, Black Russian pack

Like yeah you know my slogan, link with everyone up under sun like yeah my system's

Solar

First day that I hit Chicago I was smoking with the grower

42K in five days and that's with no promoter

Hit the radio up in my city felt like I took over Juice Wrld studio like twice

So why the fuck would I be sober

Drugs in my system

Don't treat me like victim

In the village with the villains

We treat you like a civilian

A civilian

A civilian

A civilian

A civilian

Shìt get realer

Shìt get realer

My people all I ever think about

Pluto I ain't never seen a drought

I just keep it in and keep it out

I just lock me in and keep you out

I done checked you out I peeped you out

In the Mix no fucking beaker now

Money in my fucking speaker now

Neighbors told a nigga keep it down

All this gas on me be reeking now

Skunk in my bag it be stinking out

I do not know what you thinking now

Lights be flashing, they be blinking now

What my shrink about

My mind too big to be shrinking out

My mind too big to be shrinking out

My mind too big to be shrinking out

My mind too big to be shrinking out

My mind too big to be shrinking out

21, I'm too old to be drinking now

Alcoholic, only thing I'm thinking now

Liq on liq on liq and daiquiris and loud

All that money I spend just on eating out

I'm too high for this like I ain't seen it now