Emotions (Intro)

They killed Zeze, how the fuck can I relax
I had some thoughts about trying to pop a Zanax
Picture me stressin' like: 'fuck the club', nigga I’m at/
The cribo writing 'em songs, that’s where the bread at
Can’t see myself, bussin' mad gats
I never had to be around that
I’m living all my raps, you can’t deny that
Still here, the game needs me so
R.I.P. to my niggas though
I’m representin' for y’all niggas though
You already know the dealyo
Everytime I win it’s for the city yo
You know how I fucking ride
My down ass chick’s a freaking ride or die
Bunch of trill niggas always on my side
Real niggas don’t die man we multiply
Emotions
I’m in touch with my emotions
'Said I’m in touch with my emotions man
I’m in touch with my emotions
I am all about emotions
Got next, they’re saying I got next
After Klass & Da-P they’re sayin i’m up next
Not stressed, dawg I’m not stressed
Tryna put pressure on me, but dawg I’ve been blessed
Been ready, been patient, been waiting
Like yay addicts, went «my way», Lenny Kravitz
They been hatin', been loafin', been beefin'
I’ve been stackin', been writing, now who’s winning?
The city knows about me though
I don’t need no introductions yo
Ain’t tryna fake it 'til I make it yo
Midori keeps it 1 double zero yo
Nigga I came in the buildin' with nothing to prove that’s why they/
Hating and schemin' on me cuz they know that i’m 'bout it
King of the city, they call me Midori, you got it?
Playa haters deny it
Live niggas respect it