Psycho

Who that young nigga posted up at the store?
Balenciaga kicks, chains, rockin valor
Sent me on the, nothin' fazed the law
Bitches on my dick, I can’t save the sword
Before I walked on water niggas praised the lord
And on the block nailed to the cross, can’t save the lord
Got the money buried in case they raid the loft
I can teach a class on how to shake the laws
Where the won’t hesitate to jaw
Came from a eight ball to a wraith, I need a don
I’m bout to shoot up the place so be alarmed
My word is bar, hands on the bible I worte the songs
Front page you on the news when I perform
A blind man still gon know it’s right for
I always felt, I was different and ain’t belong
It only takes a few to get you gone, nigga
I could be cool, but you know that I’m a psycho
(He's motherfucked up in the head, you know, for real)
Them MAC-11 make 'em dance like he Michael
And every other day there’s somebody tryna test me
(Every fuckin' day man, for real)
They won’t feel safe 'till the cops come arrest me
Uh
Yo
Yo
I don’t weigh up no more, I sell 'em whole
I don’t cook dope no more, I sell the coke
I don’t be at home no more, I’m on the road
'Elcamino 2' dropped, nigga, I’m on the raod
Homeboy was facing life and then he told
Came home and got murdered, he broke the code
My young boy let him sniff, he had to wipe his nose
My young niggas wildin me, I got them under control
My young bodies before they even drove
stay quick on his toes
I want the grammy, he want the and Mrs. Granny
Ever since she been gone, nothin' been in the pantry
Stomach touching, head hurtin', he feelin antsy
He don’t even blow trees, he likes nose candy
He don’t even play hoops, my niggas love the shoe
Loose cannon, he the reason these old niggas spooked