Conscious

Man it's tragic
I'm a addict (Where the weed at?)
Gotta have it
Or I'm avid
I'm a savage
Whip the wagon (Whip the wagon)
Make a graphic (Make a graphic)
I'm too graphic (Aye)
Give no fucks (Yeah)
She erupts (Aye)
Tiny slut she don't judge I don't budge (Ooooo)
I get bucks she gain buzz I get guts (Oooo)
I get love and it come from above
Yeah, lot up on my plate
But I feel no way
All my bros they stay
They don't wanna stay then I make em' pay
All my hoes they paid told em' break the bank
Yeah, lot up on my plate (Plate)
But I feel no way (Way)
All my bros they stay (Stay)
They don't wanna stay then I make em' pay
Really here right now really feel awake
(Yeah, huh, yeah)
I'm up in my conscious
Running from the nonsense
Think I gotta constant bitch in my subconscious
It's haunting I think that we bonding
Hopefully she don't ball me
I like talking rough especially to these bitches no gimmicks
I pull up in Rovers know the windows tinted not no civic (Skirrtt)
These drugs got my aggy thought I was committed y'all can have it
Breezy not no addict nigga get too geeked he might start spazzing (Yeah)
Finna stick to weed (Yeah)
Told my shawty go and whip the I8 I'm too tired off the lean
Pounds and pounds of green
Bought my bitch Chanel cuz she let me fuck her when I was off a bean
This a difference experience I love all my bitches that's on period
Know my niggas with me know we blow big weed
I'm delirious
She love my appearance (Yeah)
Baby gave me experience (Yeah)
So I bought her my materials (Yeah)
Now she disappearing (Yah)
I ain't really tripping (Nah)
She was on the hit list (Yeah)
She must think I'm cheating (Woah)
But she can't predict it
Night out with the bros we get fucked up and then we dip
I pray for kidney (Yeah)
Treat it like my enemy (Yeah)
(Yeah, huh, yeah)
I'm up in my conscious
Running from the nonsense
Think I gotta constant bitch in my subconscious
It's haunting I think that we bonding
Hopefully she don't ball me