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I could never show my hand, I'm so unpredictable
This lifestyle wasn't in my plans, but this what I'm sticking to
Pockets full of bands, I got green, pink, and blue
All these diamonds on me dance, I guess that's an issue too
All these niggas bugging so I'm thugging on my lonely
I got all my brothers, I ain't tryna be your homie
You know I don't need no spotlight, got this Cartier on me
I can't slip and let a nigga harm me
So I gotta keep a firearm in my arms free
We ain't shooting for no reason, hit a nigga up for reaching
I gotta put some distance between me and my dawgs if they leeching
They done pushed me to the limit
But they still tryna say that I'm the reason wе ain't speaking
I be like, "No way," but it's okay
YXNG K.A bе at his best when he doing his own thing
Okay, I admit it, I been addicted to all the wrong things
I get in my feelings in the studio and let my soul sing
Running out of love, running out of patience
How the fuck they say they love me with a heart full of hatred
Niggas wanna be around me like they wasn't vacant
When I was chasing, too much medication, my heart racing
They don't wanna understand, but I got issues too
I still cry sometimes, I need tissues too
All that dickriding, I don't get into
We might put an end to dude, pop him like an inner tube
I could never show my hand, I'm so unpredictable
This lifestyle wasn't in my plans, but this what I'm sticking to
Pockets full of bands, I got green, pink, and blue
All these diamonds on me dance, I guess that's an issue too
Chain on my neck like an igloo
Foe'nem popping all that current like a peekaboo
I ain't even fuck, she ask for a purse, I had to cut her loose
Fuck in the 'Raq, be in Atlanta, I call it stick and move
I told you never lie to me, you told the jakes the truth
Let me out this investigation room 'cause I got shit to do
Molly, Xanax, weed, I told her pick and choose
Me, slime, Booga, I told the bitch to choose, yeah
And I got issues too
I told my brother don't turn his back 'cause that's what bitches do
Opps be tryna spread fake news like he in critical
You ain't even shoot when your dawg died
We ain't feeling you or hearing you, yeah
I could never show my hand, I'm so unpredictable
This lifestyle wasn't in my plans, but this what I'm sticking to
Pockets full of bands, I got green, pink, and blue
All these diamonds on me dance, I guess that's an issue too
I got bad bitches tryna tell me I'm they only man
I got thottie bitches tryna put me on they OnlyFans
Okay, she might pull her panties down just 'cause the Rollie dance
She might throw her pride away and fuck my mans
I be sipping on that act right
Running through the red lights
Gotta sticky with a green light
Do you really wanna lose your life?
They ain't know I was tick in timebomb
I couldn't even get no Sean John
Now I'ma Louis V don like my homie Kion
I can't fuck with dash 'cause the gas I keep my feet on
And I'm still rusted, don't give a fuck, we on