Killing My Lungs Lyrics

All these problems keep coming

Problems keep coming can't do no running

Shit, who I'm gon' go to but if they call me I'm running

Ain't give me nothing

Problems keep coming can't do no running

Shit, who I'm gon' go to but if they call me I'm running

Yeah , ain't give me nothing

Pistol toting I got motion stack that shit to the sun

Wish my granddad was still with me see the shit that I done

Walking in they acknowledge they can see I'm the one

I was getting straight to business wasn't having no fun

I'ma stack it to the ceiling

I been itching my palms

Only time I feel I'm happy when I'm killing my lungs

Getting high you can see me on the telescope

Want to know who with you

Who against you, you'll never know

Niggas say they with you and they against you and they call you bro

Ain't about the money, why you all on my telephone

Niggas acting funny I might up it and let it go

I ain't tripping bout that dumb shit I said fuck it and let it go

Trippin' bout no money cause I know that shit come and go

My Brodie he just called me and I felt his pain through the phone

I be making plays like I'm tryna make the Super Bowl

I stacked it up from the floor that's something that you should know

Seen these people change and it's

Crazy I'm used to those

I ain't never change in my lane I'm on cruise control

Can't do no running

Shit, who I'm gon' go to but if they call me I'm running

Yeah , ain't give me nothing

Pistol toting I got motion stack that shit to the sun

Wish my granddad was still with me see the shit that I done

Walking in they acknowledge they can see I'm the one

I was getting straight to business wasn't having no fun

I'ma stack it to the ceiling

I been itching my palms

Only time I feel I'm happy when I'm killing my lungs