I got a Hitlist (I got a Hitlist)
And that shit keeps on growing every day
I got a shit list (I got a shit list), thank God it's shrinking
All of my heroes are monsters
I mean the good ones, not the imposters
I got the syndrome, I'm in the roster
I see the niggas I love getting caught up, I'm like damn
What happened to bro, what happened to sis, what happened to fam
I thought it was love, I thought it was different, Is that who I am
I'm a manipulator and I know it
Because I grew up with one, so I know how to handle it
Analyze every word that you saying
Ahead of time so I give it up to you
A narcissist, I knew it because I became one
And I grew up with two, I'm a day one
I know all of the ways to engage one, I know all of the ways to-
Huh Huh Huh Huh Huh
Call me whatever you want
Call me whatever you want, I'm changing it's never enough
Huh Huh Huh Huh Huh
Call me whatever you want
Call me whatever you want, I can't promise I'm picking it up
No one is safe
Bank slimmer than shady, TBH niggas is shady
I was just 16 pushing up Daisies, what happened
Niggas is silly it's crazy if they think I ain't about action
I'll get to-
Boom, boom, boom, boom
I was just 18 nigga what happened
Like I'm road tripping
I'll get to packing, I'll get to-
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Nigga what happened
I was a child yet signing a contract
Get out the trap or it is entrapment
100's and 50's, my homies are Ben and Ulysses
I keep a stick and it's sticky
In love with the nitty and gritty
I'm ready for anything really
I'm ready for anything really, I'm ready for anything negative
I get aggressive and chilly but really I'm
Not, built to be a menace
I just got to, done a couple things that I should not do
It helps me it helps me it helps me
Yeah, not built to be a menace
I just got to, done a couple things that I should not do
It helps me it helps me it helps me
I stay antisocial when I'm out because it helps me
I don't talk to no one when I'm out because it helps me
I don't share myself with no one else because it helps me
I push all my close ones out the house because I'm selfish
I don't post my shit online cause I don't have a death wish
I don't share relationships I'm never that invested
I don't like to flex because that shit does not impress me
I don't like to flex because the impulse isn't healthy
People get their dreams crushed, life took, heat snuffed
Chasing things they'll never see
Why should I believe
That I should be the one that makes it out the street
I promise, if I make it I'ma help you
If I make it I'ma help you
If I make it I'ma help you
So you ain't gotta do what I do