Bogus

Casey Citek

Feeling so odd and so ominous
Keeping my bitches anonymous
I do not know what yo problem is
I got the time to go run it up
I got the time to go fuck it up

Feeling so odd and so ominous
Keeping my bitches anonymous
I do not know what yo problem is
I got the time to go run it up
I got the time to go fuck it up (Ay)

My mind is on an oasis
I don't give a fuck bout yo placements
If you ain't seen fit then you out of arrangements
I'm ballin so hard that I keep catching flagrants (Ay) (Yuh)
And all of these people are opposite
All out of confidence
You are not cut out so have you some common sense
Money too low for that shit you be talking
Yo team bout no action so you just be blocking

I hate all these people who think that I'm charity
Hate all these people who think they compare to me
Like do you need you some help?
Do you need some respect?
Cuz that money you earning ain't nothing to flex

So don't ask how I'm doing
You sit back and laugh while I work on my craft
And you know that's a fact
Like you need to adapt
Before you end up shot in the back with the strap
While I'm asthma attacking
You seem to be lacking
And just overlay what seems to be damn popping
Don't give me no dap
Yeah
Don't give me no dap
Yo people been plotting
The love that they show is soon to be forgotten
I hope you do trust what I say
Cuz I battle myself more than anyone
Made to be great on my D.O.B
I hold it down and that's on P.O.P (Ay) (Yuh)
Seeing strange clouds like I'm B.O.B (Ay)
Call me John Cena cuz people ain't seeing me
One thing I hate is when people be scheming me
Shoot that man up like GTA
Running this session no PTA
I'm educated your mind is outdated
I keep no relations cuz bitches be playing

Don't even smoke and I'm high in this bitch
Don't waste my time in this bitch
I am divine in this bitch
Giving my life for this bitch
I'm gonna die for this bitch
You can't feel my energy
You ain't my friend you my enemy
Do not pretend to be
Nothing you doing offending me
This is the best of me
You are not besting me
I got the recipe
You are not helping
My tank going empty
And you got no fuel for me
Music made me who I grew to be
Bullshit you pulling not new to we
Dropping heat beautifully
This is the truth I see
Homie was struggling
Depression was crumbling
Life was so puzzling
Momma thought he was just buggin
He went to the pad and he started to spit
Now ones from the hometown be gassing his shit
If it wasn't for Haley I would never spit
Or give the world something that they cannot quit
Ill be the savior of all that is ominous
The things Ill be bringing will make me no longer anonymous
(Gone)

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