Flacko Lyrics

I'm talking to all these goddamn strangers they talking to much I can feel the dangers

I'm going insane Itheres pain in they voices

I think to much so I got two choices

Either go for the cash

So I pass all these niggas on the Forbes list

Or go insane And deal with the voices

Am I Hearing that right Is it Fact or fiction

I know I'm not the same I'm Dealing with addiction

Just me and my assistant

tell me stop Im not finna listen

There's Smoke in the air in the kitchen

Two bad bitches in the room just kissing

I must be a pro at fishing

No one cares Nigga I been bitvhing

Nobody listens

I'm tired of wishing for people to show me kindness

I'm getting to the point where I don't mind it

Popping these pills until I turn mindless

Still can't get a bit of slicence

working on music till it sound timeless

So my kids of my kids can find it

I'm picking up my phone No longer

i went out my way to get a little stronger

and when I get signed

im signing on the dotted line to the best they offer

And giving alll my bread away when I end up in a coffin

Why change now I did that shit too often

pockets getting larger

I might just go cop a brand new charger

The blood on the leaves

Nigga there's blood on these vs

I dot my eyes and I cross my Ts

And I wear plain tees

Cause the money slow up

But when I glow up

I keep the stick tucked

don't got no one

No one cares Nigga I been bitvhing

Nobody listens

I'm tired of wishing for people to show me kindness

I'm getting to the point where I don't mind it

Popping these pills until I turn mindless

Still can't get a bit of slicence

I'm working on music till it sound timeless

So the kids of my kids can find it

going around the city just playing field

It killed all my rep I gotta rebuild

Me and bros just going to the cut

I'm taking all my benzos just for brunch

Now my homies say I'm suss

Don't worry I'm just kicking off dust

So They Sent me back to the psych ward to get reformed

With A bunch of fours in this bitchb

Trying to get so rich

The bitch think I'm young and stupid

Sorry hoe I just killed Cupid

Sorry hoe your just too stupid

No one cares Nigga I been bitvhing

Nobody listens

I'm tired of wishing for people to show me kindness

I'm getting to the point where I don't mind it

Popping these pills until I turn mindless

Still can't get a bit of slicence

I'm working on music till it sound timeless

So the kids of my kids can find it