Own Rake

Lyrics

[Intro] In the end, in the end, in the end In the end, in the end Ayy, Tjay, you made this? [Chorus] You know I'ma always keep it real, I can't fuck with fake You know I stay cutting through the grass, I can't fuck with snakes Had to park below the underpass, watching for the jakes Ain't nobody cleaning up my act, I bought my own rake [Verse 1] Fucked up, dealing with addiction I met a bitch, she full of tricks, she such a vixen A rocky start, she broke my heart, no way to fix it That's why I'm always adding onto my prescriptions She want to fly out, took her to the tip, tip She thinks she so goddamn bad, only in my top ten She trying to lay up in my bed, I had to stop it Told me to cuff her, so I took off like a rocket Puff the smoke I'm gone, why would I stay? Not the only thing I worried about Everything you say, in one ear, and then it's coming out Just know people change, look at me I'm on a different route You're in the rearview mirror, when I'm pulling out Fucked up, off the same drugs He a keyboard warrior, an internet thug IRL he's congested, more like a damn pug I'll get his bitch so wet, she'll never dampen Turn that boy to a tampon, I'll leave him leakin' X pill, for the thrill, I'm fond of geekin' His bitch, want to chill, like every weekend You think she's yours, but we're allowed to pretend [Chorus] You know I'ma always keep it real, I can't fuck with fake You know I stay cutting through the grass, I can't fuck with snakes Had to park below the underpass, watching for the jakes Ain't nobody cleaning up my act, I bought my own rake [Verse 2] I'm connected like a hotspot, he's so cap, he's not hot Cook it on a Crock Pot, self-made off a laptop Say he'll be like me, we gon' see, won't be easily Opps gon' step to me, like a dead hippie, rest in pieces I got so much paper I could write a thesis She gave up the neck, she gave my dick a throat kiss I know she a demon, she got hella secrets I don't care at all, I'm off the wall, I'm back in this shit My fit so clean, it's like detergent on the dishes And in her eyes I can tell she won't be my missus Like Stephen Curry, shoot my shot, no, I won't miss this Feel like Melo Ball, I'm off the wall, don't give no fucks Like a two-pointer, me and your girl laying up THC pre-roll, Hennessey up in the cup Almost passed out, when I smoke the indica [Chorus] You know I'ma always keep it real, I can't fuck with fake (Fuck with fake) You know I stay cutting through the grass, I can't fuck with snakes (Fuck with snakes) Had to park below the underpass, watching for the jakes (For the jakes) Ain't nobody cleaning up my act, I bought my own rake (Own rake)