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Landon Wordswell - Anti-Social lyrics

Artist: Landon Wordswell

album: Taffy's Son


I got too much up on my brain now
Yea I been chilling in the crib I don't hang out
Nah trying to make a move U-Haul with the crew
It is what it is what it does what it do
Got it out the mud plant the seeds and we grew lil bigger
We were broke so we broke all the rules lil nigga
I'm a son of a gun when I do get triggered
All my enemies are rats and a few that's critters
Misunderstood there's a few that get us
Don't say you on the team you ain't do that with us
Loss after loss I'm a move that figure
If your dogs all trash don't choose that litter
Look My life changed when I moved west
I lost friends but that's only because they lost life
I been changing I guess that's a huge step
Only move left in my head is to walk right
I got a granny I aint seen in a hot minute
She held me in her arm and then I cried in it
She in her last days I hope she's not finished
I got a hunger for success ain't no stop in it
I been sky high I learned it got limits
I made lemonade when they gave me my lemons
My Mama call and her calls got god in it
While I'm trying to fit my life into 5 minutes
Proud of what I've done because it took heart
But I notice that I'm rushing through the good parts
Because I'm trying to make a life and it look hard
But my folks raised me right with a good start
And I'm grateful trying to stay stable
Worked on my balance tight ropes and cables
Worked on my gifts in hopes that they save you
Relinquish my demons try to stay faithful
That shit can shake you phase you break you down
I'm squaring up enough to make my rounds
I keep my soul in tact and pray for sound
Judgement nothing budged but making ground
I got too much up on my brain now
Yea I been chilling in the crib I don't hang out
Nah trying to make a move U-Haul with the crew
It is what it is what it does what it do
Got it out the mud plant the seeds and we grew lil bigger
We were broke so we broke all the rules lil nigga
I'm a son of a gun when I do get triggered
All my enemies are rats and a few that's critters
Look I'm all in for the small wins
Yea I done took about a hunnid Ls
I been booking these events and it pay the rent
But the time spent that I give man that's something else
Sleeping in different beds every single weekend
And leaving the people that's in my life I need them
I'm tweaking I'm still a mess and I feel uneven
Increasing the bit of stress and it's hard to breathe and
I'm missing out on things I can't come back from
Losing out is harder than imagined
Now I think I'm trading peace for passion
Used to love my life but never had one
Yea I just need a release
My potential unlocked I just needed a key
These the cards I was dealt nigga read them and weep
And I owe Avelar homie he did the beats
Staying closer to god while praying over the odds
I'm Slaying most of the lies they praying for a demise
I'm laying low in disguise and taking notes on the guys
That hate the most on the low But say I'm dope in they eyes
Uh I don't do all that
I just wear a lot of hats homie you all cap
So We are not the same dog nah I seen it happen
That's why I don't hang out homie Bring it back in
I got too much up on my brain now
Yea I been chilling in the crib I don't hang out
Nah trying to make a move U-Haul with the crew
It is what it is what it does what it do
Got it out the mud plant the seeds and we grew lil bigger
We were broke so we broke all the rules lil nigga
I'm a son of a gun when I do get triggered
All my enemies are rats and a few that's critters

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