Off My Chest Lyrics

Shawty why you leave me

Told me you ain't need me yeah

I know this ain't you

I know yo' tendencies, you more than just a friend to me,

Ain't no one know you like how I do

I inhale the Runtz all in my lungs, you can't even smell it now

Choppa kickin' like a punt, yeah, that shit got hella rounds

Usain Bolt, them boys gon' run, when they hear the shot it's hella loud

The devil touched us all when we was young like he a pedophile

I remember when my brudda told me I'm the one

He can't leave his house without his hand all on his gun

I'm just gettin' started, I ain't even close to done

I put it on my life and my great granny's son's

I got money and slugs, that green and gold just like the Oakland A's

I finna hop in my bag and stack up these chips, I ain't even talkin' 'bout Lay's

Tunnel vision, I can't see these bitches, I can't fuckin' chase

All these lil' hoes they quick to leave, I ain't even grab my rake

Dead presidents in my pocket, it's a fuckin' funeral

Ain't no one check on me, you know that shit so usual

I be scared to lend a hand 'cause they be tryna use you

I wish I could tell my brudda "I ain't tryna lose you"

I wish I could tell by bro the truth without the hurt

I want my brudda to change, I'm tryna make him learn

I don't wanna say he'll be in a cell or be in a hearse

I ain't lose a brudda, he not gon' be my first

I ain't manifestin', I'm tellin' facts, yeah, there's a difference

I ain't gon' stop until I could buy a crib for my granny children

I ain't gon' stop until my money higher than a fuckin' building

Me and brudda gon' count these racks, he ain't gotta do no more drug dealin'

He ain't gotta do that dealin'

He ain't gotta do that stealin'

Money give him that feeling

Money give me that feeling

Drugs give me that feeling

I can't feel my feelings

Shawty why you leave me

Told me you ain't need me yeah

I know this ain't you

I know yo' tendencies, you more than just a friend to me

Ain't no one know you like how I do

I inhale the Runtz all in my lungs, you can't even smell it now

Choppa kickin' like a punt, yeah, that shit got hella rounds

Usain Bolt, them boys gon' run, when they hear the shot it's hella loud

The devil touched us all when we was young like he a pedophile

I remember when my brudda told me I'm the one

He can't leave his house without his hand all on his gun

I'm just gettin' started, I ain't even close to done

I put it on my life and my great granny's son's