Cravings

[Verse 1: KTCG] Cosmic Entities on me My beats are heat I have the key And practically I’d like to think That imma be Much more than me I want the pain away Want stop to hurt today Every night I try and pray But know it cannot make you stay So I just try and drift my mind I just try and waste my time But I want to make you mine So wasted time just turns to crying I hate that I love her I hate that I do I just wanna cover All of my mood My heart stays strong But I need more The night seems long I crave you girl My craving Always control my soul Head racing Tryna stay a whole Im pacing Inside of my abode Im crazy Im veering off the road 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8 Why you tryna imitate Imma make you levitate My mind is in a different state Imma throw you in your grave Imma put you in your place Cuz You ain't not no bodies taste Yea Get yo guap up son Yea Now I gotta mop up son Yea Imma get some top or sum Yea Before she fall in love Yea Imma hock yo lungs Yea Bitch you talk to much Yea Imma pop my gun Yea And you not gone run [Verse 2: J-Kay] Yeah it's J-Kay on the beat, I'm gonna need a receipt I'm listening to all my haters, imma have to stop you peeps Okay, nothing that I can say to all the criticism I'm chopped down to my core, imma shoot you with precision Tryna put my heart up in the garbage Then you knock me to the floor with hate and carnage You can stop talking about my craft cuz you got no credentials For finding good rhymes, for hearing good beats, for hearing crescendos Or understanding types of lines, stole the spotlight like its a crime I can do the whole rapping joint and sing it at the same time If I was in your corner, switched positions I wouldn't speak up you little slimey, hear my proposition Me and KTCG killing the criticism game Accept us for who we are or you could get burnt to a flame Me and NLE Choppa bought to bust up another lane Cuz its just the 901, Memphis boy, hot shit my game