Stalling Lyrics

Feeling just like Boyz N The Hood but we good now

Shawty really tryna lock it in like she should now

Cuddy said he stressing got him smoking on the woods now

Think he feel addicted he can't even put the woods down

Look him in his eyes he won't talk he feeling stuck now

Tried to give advice he can't hear I think he logged out

Don't go smoking trees if you just keep on running

If you're sleep you'll never ever see your blessings come in

Speaking up to God so I'm never lonely

I got this shit late at night that be creeping on me

Bad bitch talk but that don't do that much for me

Crazy how the bitches from my past try to flip stories

They would never try for me

They would never cry for me

Now these bitches cry for me

Think I'm doing good shorty

Cause they see a nigga really trying to boss up

I can't even tell you all the nights it cost us

Double R chasing after dreams (yeah)

Not no motion picture this is what it seem (yeah)

This my emotions really speaking through a pen

And my penmanship going to keep me independent

And I don't want a fucking label or friendship

Tell them that I'm able they don't got to bring a cane in

For this music shit I swear I'm all in

Got to keep it going we not stalling

Man I walk with God but I'm sticked up

'Blicked' up

These nigga just can never match or erase us

Hope they call me crazy so I really feel like Yeezus

What's with all these bitches that's trying to come police us

They watching and they stalking us

Shawty saw me leaving from the gym I think she clocking us

I've been always aiming for the head just like a taper cut

But I want to go and do that shit with different clippers (uh)

Do it with the 'blicka' (uh)

If a nigga lack then Ima stick him up

I've been way too focus on my goals I cannot miss it (uh)

I'm the best rapper in my city that's a fact

If I rap I make the whole room boom with no bap

Dope lines no crack

Locked in no trap

Why y'all getting mad I put the city on the map

'PSL' yea the suburbs but it's feeling like the Raq

You don't know who really real

You don't know who really wack

Double R chasing after dreams (yeah)

Not no motion picture this is what it seem (yeah)

This my emotions really speaking through a pen

And my penmanship going to keep me independent

And I don't want a fucking label or friendship

Tell them that I'm able they don't got to bring a cane in

For this music shit I swear I'm all in

Got to keep it going we not stalling

Shoutout gang

And shoutout to the bitches that was fronting and would never say our names

Bitch I'm going up I hope that energy the same

Summer getting hot I had to be the 'New Flame'

No Usher no Chris Breezy but I'm in the game

I just need the money just so I can fight the pain

My tire popped twice in one week it was insane

From that moment there I knew what really had to change

Fuck all these bitches and fuck these hoes

That was switching they goals

Living in lies trying to keep niggas close

Y'all the reason I'm cold

That pretty face ain't gonna cover that soul I'm better off when I'm letting you go

Or I pass to my bro

I don't even want to fuck on you hoes

I'm celibate I put that shit on my soul

You don't how much I cry when I'm feeling alone

It's okay cause I'm prepared to do this shit solo