Anti

I aint the social type
Joey!
Nah i mean?
I aint with all the congragating
Fuck nigga's
Haha
It's it's it's that on top muzik

Yo, aiyyo

i cant lie spent a few years tryna understand why //
When, how is it now i'm so anti //
Face asked if you ever seen a man cry //
I think before that shit aint even pan right //
So i dont look at rap dude's like you fan's might //
Rude, True, scued, i got a slant eye //
With god as my security guard, that's why i'm walking around feeling like i cant die //
Or i''m feeling like oppurtunity ran by //
And i'm chasing it or am i facing it //
No past i'm erasing it //
I'm an addict got a habitual habit and i wont avoid noise //
Hood is substatution replacin shit //
I'm just tryin to find my place and shit //
pacin quick, I aint got no patience wit //
nigga's that cant speak they mind //
what the fuck they got a mouth for ? //
Me i'm so fulla rage so used to being caged i prolly shouldn't be outdoors //
Everybody so scared of the truth look at my eyes you'll stare at the truth //
They doin interludes in every interview talkin bout' they prepared to shoot //
I'm thoughtfull wont resort to gettin near a booth //
They awfull what i do to em' unlawfull //
Boss dude aint got a higher up to resort too //
Just giving yourself a bad name yackity yack the threats infact is that lame //
You cant tell that axe a rains must think i'm wearing a bullseye //
It's just that all them cats got bad aim i'll explain //
I'm past real they past phony ignore the personel and physical attacks on me //
I remain cool relaxed homie brand new i aint got a scratch on me //
So what your squad gonna do lay a hand on me i'll lay a hollow on you //
chain snatched tap his pockets run his wallett rome through //
Every club in new york nigga bottles on you //
Better tell him what reluctants is i'm controlled by uncontrolled substances //
Truth be told i'll show em' what substance is //
Know i'm nice so when i boast i'm only rubbin it in nigga //
Got beat up ignored in school signed a deal nigga's thought you was cool //
It only take one qaurter to slaughter your crew /
If your resume got deaded today they'd call you a fool //
Got all them years rappin nothin else happenin //
You need a new day to day //
Old heads in the game wit no other way to get paid gaspin time out take a break from the play and grab a gatorade //
Bad contract team cant make a trade //
Labels fuckin you in the ass you gon' stay a slave //
5'9 in my ear saying hey behave //
But shit is fucked up and i blame it on the way it was paved //
I'll chill for the sake of your age
you great live but let me know when that stage get apraised //
All in raisin the stakes swear you and your label should pray and thank god i was placed in this decade by mistake //
I dont belong here dad fucked mom in the wrong year //
Wrong peers amongs niggas wit wrong ears //
Wrong dancin funny sounds every songs weird //
Wrong fashion it's like everybodys gone queer //
Be clear i aint here to be frontin you can dislike me i aint here to pretend //
Run but you cant hide i cant lie told nigga's in the first 2 bars i was anti //