Controlled Aggression Lyrics

I think I need a new addiction, this one gettin' old

See I just vibe in the back and just let my mind go

I might be stuck in my ways but see I got dough

At least a nigga not fake trappin' out the bando

I met a lot of young niggas and they train to go

Or maybe you just not listening when you on the phone

I know a couple of OG's that's calmer than a stone

Move in big keys, right up out the bando

I had to learn from a jit suppress your deep thoughts

And anything up in your way just pray up to the cross

I took that pain, wrapped it up and put it in a song

I might just roll it up and smoke it cause that pain strong

They just want me to talk, I'm thinkin' it can work

But see I'm stuck up in my ways and the shit like needle work

I guess I shoulda opened up and let my thoughts out

Controlled aggression in that booth, I'm tryna let it out

Let's think about it, talk about it, let's work it out

They say they wanna talk about it when I'm goin' down

They say the captain goin' down without a sound

So who are you to tell me walk around the humble down

You see a big black nigga with a big gold ring

Big red Lex wearin' Cuban link chains

I got the hustle for the game

The looks for the fame

A nigga you can't contain with no one to blame

Many headlights runnin' through the red light district

Now I'ma pick a car and see who else comin' with me

I know the road to riches might get bumpy with some bitches

That's usually why I'm solo, I don't care for the witness

I'm always on business, I'm tryna go the mile

There's no limit to the distance

I keep myself under control

I got my son and now I'm on

Yeah bitch now I'm on