night time

I can’t front I give up man I swore off rap
An abusive love affair where she ain’t give back
Get crack, get stacks, get capped is the formula
No big named cosigns, they all just ignoring you
My worst critic biggest fan, moonlighting’s classic man
Bled, sweated, cried givin' birth to every word (Damn)
My pleasures yo pain, my treasure disdained
Different ears two brains, hope niggas views change
This game so strange finicky and fickle
When you hot frontin dudes beg to do songs with you
That’s cute at worst and irritating at best
Why I don’t talk much? I’m just avoiding the stress
Swerve for you get served from being on my nerves
Get the fuck out my face if you can’t help me get heard
I’m purging all demons so, holler if you see me, yo
That’s why I deal with fam and nothing in between it, yo
We don’t need em, we don’t need em
We don’t need em, and you don’t either
We don’t need em, we don’t need em
We don’t need em, and you don’t either