Can't relax Lyrics

This is the reason I can't relax

Get over the hump, am i camelback

Got a little further than I landed at

You people ain't real, it's lights, camera, act

A Lotta stuff to prove huh

Talk a lot, when they see me They DON'T do none

So cold cut up frieza, what it do Trunks

From the gods where we all get the Boost from

Hold up on the game mode, same woe

From the same row of the projects, tre rose

Wit a beach tryna get san fransico

If I get the cookie ima pass, Nabisco

And it's bad when I get back home, fuck a phone

Switch yo hands and yo feet, then I Tell you touch q s

This a pimp tho

If it rain, let a bitch know

We don't get cold

Here's a pistol, wipe ya chick nose

And I'm donzo, four wings, not for lunch tho

Hot sauce in my noodles, toaster strudel

I see a dead man walking... but you don't

This a new flow, all ya bread, free of glucose

How that make sense, agents, in the matrix

To see me hoe you need more than some Lasix

Range switch if I aim it, bitch I can't miss

But barrel in ya mouth is an edible arrangement

Back up trick, go and get ya back up quick

But if I choose to, you ain't getting back Bitch

Wit half yo clique, the whole group really is deep

I need space nigga six feet...

This is the reason I can't relax

Get over the hump, am i camelback

Got a little further than I landed at

You people ain't real, it's lights, camera, act

A Lotta stuff to prove huh

Talk a lot, when they see me They DON'T do none

So cold cut up frieza ,what it do Trunks

From the gods where we all get the Boost from

Mask off, on a six speed

Blast into this week

Save the next, for the next beat that I dig b

Might turn the b m in for a Bently

If she play d, no way to offend me

FILL my account when my stomach IS empty

Saw you on yo ass and yea I got Envious

It be cool not to work this hard, on God this shit cost bout a lung and Ya arm

Ya sun and ya moms I

Some ex girlfriends at my prom

Then I left so I could make me a Song

Now Its retarded

Have ya girl write on my wood, BEFORE I log in

Playing wit my joy stick right before I paused it

Loco geneous, interested I know Yall leaning on

If you see shit, bitch don't repeat The shit

We the sickness

If you ain't tryna get rich why Would you risk it

This is the reason I can't relax

Get over the hump, am i camelback

Got a little further than I landed at

You people ain't real, it's lights, camera, act

A Lotta stuff to prove huh

Talk a lot, when they see me They DON'T do none

So cold cut up frieza ,what it do Trunks

From the gods where we all get the Boost from

This is what i invented

This what I intended

For prescription I send it

Is it money or business

Fuckin monkey, I wrench it

Uber over the limit

Can I further the distance?

Knock ya teeth for the dentist

OKAY

Clientele from my old days

I drove here from my old way

She wanna have a throat baby

I'm light hearted but the world Evade me

Is it cuz I'm too dark, I'm crazy

Is it cuz we all rap or maybe

You played phony, got amputated

I aint wanna send you the verse Back over the phone

I aint wanna send you the birds right over ya home

And She like all my friends but murder me tho

If you give me ammunition, i ain't gotta reload