Weapons ft. Jaywall Lyrics

Sometimes it's OK to not know what you wanna do

Mother nature has mixed emotions all the time

Say I was writing this song on a sunny day when it just started to rain

And that showed me that some days it rains and shines at the same time

It's almost kind of beautiful

World cruler than Cruella De Vil

Niggas just as dumb as Kronk

I be Kuzko to these niggas

All that drama for a llama

Sippin syrup out of the bottle

Dozing off

Head nodding

Cause I'm running from this pain

I been moving full throttle like

All the real niggas gone

Got me feeling like I'm next

I know the good die young and the wicked never rest

That's probably why I'm up all night

I be stressed

I be praying to allah to put my heart back in my chest

I could blow right through a O

I'm a smoker nigga

Always stood on all 10 Never Fold nigga

I done been through more shit than some these older niggas

He loves my ex cause I taught her how to throat a nigga

Sometimes I wonder why she did me like that

Lord knows I was broke

But now running up these racks (yeah)

Thank God that she did me like that

Cause now my pockets getting fat

I don't know how to act yeah

I wish my dawg was still round so she could see this shit

I would of been told Jalah to go beat the bitch

And for that lame ass nigga ain't no beefing bitch

You raised a coward i dont even wanna speak on jit

Imma tell her what it is

Imma tell her what it ain't

If she open up that lane

I'm going hard in that paint

I be swimming in that ocean

No oxygen tank

She a grown ass woman boy dat pussy never stank

We came up out that hood it was motivating

And every time they speak on me they say Im cultivating

I put my all into this shit they say i cant restrain him

Like god damn

Several months ago we did the most to get a band

We was stealing clothes so we could post it on the gram

Now they see me selling shows

They see me posted with my ham

The lamb truck got it feeling like a xan

Swerving through this traffic with this purple in my hand

And everyday I'm high its getting hard for me to land

And i can feel the hate thats why its hard to see the plan

So dont you see I'm rapping cause i do it for my fam

Opps spin a block

Leave a nigga

How he make me do it with my fist

Seen em running in streets

We got them cutters in the van

And every time I'm in a foreign i pray this life will never end

Now I'm getting to this money out my nigga in a Benz

Dont talk to me about relations ion even need a friend

Cuz when it rains yeah

You dont see nobody til you get some fame yeah

Til' i got lil older

Fade off emotion

Pray to god he make me sober

You could catch me in the garden

I be running w them cobras

My ppl keep on asking me

I do it for the culture

And i know ppl after me

In sight I'm losing focus

Now she begging for attention like a nigga never noticed, yeah

But maybe you cant handle this you know i got a cold heart

You said you always knew i was a star

I wish that i could go back in time

And rearrange what we had

So i dont have to be alone up in this car

But its okay though

Running with my feelings got me turning to these dracos

Money on the ceiling

Now we spinning in that wraith hoe

Everybody talking out they ass

But ninety-nine percent of people dont do what it takes, so

(Jaywall)