MisUnderstood Lyrics

Yeah...

Yeah...

Back in the lab and I'm cookin' the heat

I'm in my bag and it's soundin' unique

My ear to the streets, this the shit that they need

Stay high as shit, no, I'm not tryna land

Shawty want me to wife, I got too many plans

Bag up the racks and I rack up the bands

And I stay with that (shh)

Niggas thought I was playin

I can't get to the bread without sellin' the dope

I just roll up the za it's how a nigga cope

I ain't havin' no convo, niggas broke

Fuck the money and power, all I need is hope

Man, these niggas be tippin', they really some jokes

Had to cut off this chick, she was doin' the most

I can't trip bouta a bitch when I'm good

They don't realize a nigga just misunderstood

Yeah, I'm misunderstood, got me feelin' like Ye

Shoutout to Gray, Whatever Pay$

Yeah, I'm bettin' on me, I'm too nice with the lays

I can make what you make with this shit in a day

I'm always workin', I can never call out

I makin' art that you can't even draw out

I stay in touch man I'm never too far out

Diamond shinin' like I'm bringin' the stars out

Back in my zone, it just caught me another one

This shit is different, this shit ain't the other one

They tryin' jump, cause they can't see me one-on-one

Feelin' like Gunna, lil' bitch, I'm just one of one

I just tackle this shit head-on, I don't run from it

This shit not an act, lil' nigga, I come from it

Hatin' ass niggas, tryin' to start, but I got some

Feel like Sean Evans, I load up the hot ones

Temperature check, I'm as hot as the sun

Just gettin' started, I barely begun

These niggas bitches for real

Thinkin' they tough, cause they carry a gun

Yeah, I see through it for real

Gotta stay down, only real ones survive

Prayin' and thankin' to God I'm alive

Stay protected, the devil can't come on the side

Let him try

Back in the lab and I'm cookin' the heat

I'm in my bag and it's soundin' unique

My ear to the streets, this the shit that they need

Stay high as shit, no, I'm not tryna land

Shawty want me to wife, I got too many plans

Bag up the racks and I rack up the bands

And I stay with that (shh)

Niggas thought I was playin

I can't get to the bread without sellin' the dope

I just roll up the za it's how a nigga cope

I ain't havin' no convo, niggas broke

Fuck the money and power, all I need is hope

Man, these niggas be tippin', they really some jokes

Had to cut off this chick, she was doin' the most

I can't trip bouta a bitch when I'm good

They don't realize a nigga just misunderstood