Xan Cage

When I’m off of all these bars, I should be behind some bars
Sew them tight when I fall, yeah they got me
Like when I’m off all these bars, treat my broad like her bra
Throw her off I’m livin' free like yeah they got me
Shit that bitch a fool I don’t get it
She think I’ll fill her jar up as long as the seal wit it
She think she play her cards right as long as she deal with it
Well bitch this shelter closed, so you can’t use this meal ticket
When I was 16 I went and copped it from my mans
And ever since then I just been coppin' from my mans
My mother found my stash, if she knew she’d understand
Lie to her say «I sell em» she said «Don't end up in jail»
Then motherfuckers askin' me like «What would you do different?»
Just prob’ly take less and never look up in the mirror
Now motherfuckers asking me like «Why you actin' different?»
Then have a heart to heart but by the morning I forget it
I’m like, hey
All this xan in my system make a nigga go crazy (aye, aye) x 3
I would try to get off it but i’m feelin' too lazy
Like all this xan, all these thoughts
All this xan, all these thots
All this xan, all this guap nigga, right x 3
Like all this xan, thoughts, xan, thots, xan guap nigga, nigga, nigga