Emotions Lyrics

Niggas gone hate on the kiid like a job

Ain't no talking we upping the knocks

Try to ignore it i hear it alot

Im the kiid but they treat me like pops

Treating these niggas like sons

Niggas be bitches until they get guns

Been puting hands on niggas for fun

Better pray it jam or nigga you done

We aint worried bout jack

Tell em niggas stop worrying bout jack

Speak on murdaa that boy get wacked

Know he herd ion play bout that

Nd she hate i aint got no emotions

How you hate nd you got you no motion

I cant switch on the gang i be broken

How you switch on the gang nd went told shit

Nd i feel like i was Chosen

If you been through what i been through would you keep going

I remember all them nights where i felt hopeless

Till i fixed my sight nd told my self to focus

They didn't believe in me

I seen em leaving me

One day its fuck me nd then the next day they calling , they needing me

Round this time i say fuck em nd they even lucky they got to go meeting me

I could never go trust em i like it that way theres no room for deceiving me

They know we sanction

Couple homies they feening they anxious

To go paint a nigga like a canvas

Too many niggas is moving like Candace

Stick to the mission cant leave it abandoned

Why they keep acting like i ain't so damage

Woah

I lost dawgs

They not here wit me no more nd that shit throw me off

We gone slide nd we gone spin until we cant no more

Cant be tired I'm tryna sin until we know he gone

No shit we know we wrong

Nd I'm back on that same shit

They tell me chill if you wanna be famous

But niggas stay all on that lame shit

Why they want try me when they know I'm dangerous

They know I'm quick to leave a nigga brainless

Do for the clique nd they say I'm their favorite

Ain't do for the hood nd you living out nameless

Nd if we Ain't good nigga then you could save it

Niggas gone hate on the kiid like a job

Ain't no talking we upping the knocks

Try to ignore it i hear it alot

Im the kiid but they treat me like pops

Treating these niggas like sons

Niggas be bitches until they get guns

Been puting hands on niggas for fun

Better pray it jam or nigga you done

We aint worried bout jack

Tell em niggas stop worrying bout jack

Speak on murdaa that boy get wacked

Know he herd ion play bout that

Nd she hate i aint got no emotions

How you hate nd you got you no motion

I cant switch on the gang i be broken

How you switch on the gang nd went told shit