YungSwegLawd

It’s getting so mad

Back to back Kappa tracksuits on my clothes rack

Sweg, I got no swag

Unless it’s coke I got the raw there, no bash

They told me to kill ‘em with kindness, no thanks

Channeling my energy, get with the program

He’s switching over to a different team on his old gang

Acting like he’s family to those men

Ain’t it the first time he’s done it bro I know the whole plan

He’s clout chasing

I’m building a foundation

I got bills and some down payments

Party boy, ill and outrageous

Still billing loud flavors

I don’t go to sleep, I just pass out

I have no more dreams, it’s just blacked out

I live my nightmares I’ve been slept on

If life’s been fair, I’ve been dead wrong

Trust issues made me lose a lot of people

Cut ‘em off before they do a lot of evil

Paranoia got me ridden into energies

Paranoia turned my frenememies to enemies, yeah

Sick in the head and these meds make me sicker

Sitting in the bed with a Z and a stripper

Sniffing the rest of the ket off the mirror

Simply dressed in Ellesse, Hilfiger

And a little Slazzy for comfort

Antisocial don't be in my circumference

Oh you don’t like the smell of my skunk spliff?

I blow the smoke in your face but I should spit

Yungsweglawd yeah I’m back on my cult shit

{Yeah I’m back on my cult shit}

I got red in my cup while I’m stood in a bull pit

I don’t support Arsenal but the gun got a full clip

It’s past the parcel selling packs in abundance

Gotta be smart fed have got my swabs and my thumbprints

I fucked around and ended up broke at my mom’s crib

I could have drowned lost and I sauce on some dumb shit

They was looking down on me like “Man is 2 ft 6”

On the underground Josh is nothing to fuck with