My Own

I hear I'm talking but I ain't saying much Snooping around up in my business, fuck around

and get your family touched just staying low just tryna keep the bucks

Shit I'm just honest, call me honest the way I'm scoring it's hard to be touched

I see them hating, got them presses fucked you can be stupid, come and try and compress

your luck My time is now, I gotta live it up

Come around me thirsty, I start and broke graffiti up

They kill Ray G, it ain't no healing up We kept that boy, we doing bad, no MJ

We tryna thrill or something Throw the trash out, we tryna litter something

You walk around hating your ass like you got it, like you lit or something

They say I'm crazy, must forget or something