[Intro: Pouya]
Yuh
[Verse 1: Pouya]
I feel the pressure on my brain, I been strugglin' to maintain
Yeah, I sit low in that Chevy, but I might switch back to that Range
Back in the drop-top, body rot, bloodstains trickling down my face
Mindset now riddled with rage, grab the gauge, let me get out my cage, yuh
[Verse 2: Denzel Curry & Pouya]
Let's take a walk to the home of the caged
We look in their eye and there ain't no denyin' it
My hood provided me nothin' but pain
And thinkin' that I can escape it with fame
When it's the greatest artists in the game get slain
Whilе most of them battle with PTSD
My post-traumatic stress is dеcompressed because it won't decease (Yuh)
[Verse 3: Pouya]
Two Florida boys came from the land where the streets will break your heart
Takin' the life right out your eyes and leavin' you in the dark
The fame, the fortune, the hoes, none of it could ever feed my soul
All of it leavin' an empty hole inside of me, still, I trek that road
[Verse 4: Denzel Curry]
Why they always turnin' ignit?
That's how it go, that's the way that they has to be
Just know I'm keepin' the semi
Little they know that's a Florida mentality
Causin' the vision back in my session, it's a constant collision
They carry switches, put you outta commision
With so much bodies they not easin' the tension, nigga
[Chorus: Shakewell]
Big, Big Juice Tha Sip, I'm with Denzel, that be lil' dropkick
Call Pouya, we just drop hits, B of A, big deposits
Been walkin' 'round with twenty thousand on me just in optics
Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit
Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit
Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit
Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit
Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit
[Verse 5: KXLLSWXTCH]
(Ah)
You peasants got me actin' out again 'til I dump
Bet your bitch'll break her fuckin' neck to make me cum
714 to the 305, I switch out the chamber to the one
I made 10K just to hop on a stage, and fuckin' your bitch was a plus, boy
I find problems everywhere I look like what, what's up, boy?
Russian roulette soon as I wake up, let's try my luck, boy
Ain't nobody safe up in the cut, the pistol tucked
Slide on it when it hit dusk, can fuck on that bitch 'til it gush, ah
[Verse 6: Key Nyata]
We ridin' on you like I'm from the dark side
Get you hog-tied for fuckin' around on the wrong side
When my pops died, he took part of me with him
Cody died, I turned into a villian
I smoke and I smoke and I smoke, but I'm never chillin'
I've been itchin' to make a killin'
If it's money in it, then I'm totally with it
When I'm on mentions, I get totally frigid
It get cold in my soul, feel like I'm ready to die
I'm alone on that road, but at least I'm makin' the drive
We all from the trenches
I'm grateful to witness that some of us made it up out
When I was young, it was killin' 'bout money
But now they just killin' for clout
[Chorus: Shakewell]
Big, Big Juice Tha Sip, I'm with Denzel, that be lil' dropkick
Call Pouya, we just drop hits, B of A, big deposits
Been walkin' 'round with twenty thousand on me just in optics
Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit
Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit
Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit
Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit
Got headhuntin', lead-dumpin' goonies on that drop shit
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