Anti-Social

[Intro] Uh Yeah I like this right here See stuff like this You just speak what you feel like I mean you just say whatever is on your mind, like you know When I say things, I just want people to feel me You feel me? (That's right) [Verse 1] Dwelling with my killers Smoking good Blowing on that killa Word on the streets Niggas wanna kill us We got choppers They don't want to feel it Say they want problems Motherfuck they feelings Nickerson gardens We natural born fucking killers Bustin down birds Tryin to get a million But we gotta eat Feedin all our children Getting paper Stack it to the ceiling Straight gutter Heart colder than a blizzard Leaning of the sizzurp Twisting up the hizzerb Rock be the name Game sharper than some scissors Baby what it is? Tell me what the wizzord You got ass I'm a whistle as you twizzirl Keep it live 365 Got my chest out and my head to the sky But [Hook] I'm so anti-social Cause fake ass niggas I can't stand close to Some of these niggas actin like they know you But as the world turns only time will show you That's right (that's right) I'm so antisocial Cause fake ass niggas I can't stand close to Some of these niggas actin like they know you But as the world turns only time will show you That's right [Verse 2] Looking good in my chevy Wish my granny could see me Rest in peace Mimi Wish my daddy could see me But the lord took him away All I have now is memories to play Can somebody tell me why the ones you love the most Always be the ones that go Got my gun on my shoulders and my heart on my sleeve Make every moment count never know when your soul gotta leave Just to escape from stress, I smoke some weed Getting high to the point when I'm not able to speak Fuck friends, all I have is me Keep your enemies close Cause family envy That's cold blooded That's my life and it's rough Gat in my palm running your mouth then I'm gonna bust I ain't a hater, my homie I don't cuff Jealousys the root of evil And ladies I don't trust [Hook] [Verse 3] I just mind my business And do what I'm supposed to, man Represent the apple, keep it real on garageband Why every year I lose someone that I'm close to That's why I stay strapped in every club that I walk through Never know, crazy whack haters might hawk you Stalk you, spock you, shell put a part through Gat in my car when I ride in the dark too When I let it off it's a light now say goodnight (goodnight) Is that simple homeboy Shoot your fingers throwing up the wrong symbol homeboy And we could clash like a thimble homeboy Rase the bar, duck shots if you can do the limbo homeboy (Oh boy!) You're not a limber homeboy You can get stretched out running the motor in your mouth That's why [Hook]