Matilda

Lyrics

[Intro] [Verse] Pray more, say less All that talking made me depressed You was stressed but never rocked no Payless I had shakes from the crips to the shoes Show you better than I can tell you First pass the 'wood down like a heirloom And I went through 'em bare-boo [?] lets face it [?] shot my 'unc in his face Tryna make sure that his family ate He used to paint portraits in the 'pen See him for a month, he go right back in I always knew what it would take Get rich or die trying on the way This shit remind me of Matilda Tryna be that fat boy with the cake [Chorus] Gluttony, tryna rupture me Trying to get in my head, but they can't fuck with me I get passed, cuz the past stuck with me Reaper come for me, but ain't nobody come for me I got more to do, nothing left to say Silence keep me company cuz we relate When I close my eyes, when I feel sane Used to have these dreams, but now they feel the same [Verse 2] She gon' dog a nigga like I deserve it I just do her dirt, cuz she worth it Leave it scaled down filled up fortune That other side still haven't split they portions I know cuz I see it with my third eye And I spend that money like a turbine Roullette gon' keep the tables turning They gon' bet they last on my trick dice I just take the chance, cuz they aiming for a bullseye And my view looking like a bird's eye Fuck all that hoorah I'm only here to do ya I send you to your ruler [?] too high Thought you had me for a millisecond That shit is not effective You boys is not eclectic Tryna kill me you gon' need reflection Vampire in the mirror, empty like my semi [Chorus] Gluttony, tryna rupture me Trying to get in my head, but they can't fuck with me I get passed, cuz the past stuck with me Reaper come for me, but ain't nobody come for me I got more to do, nothing left to say Silence keep me company cuz we relate When I close my eyes, when I feel sane Used to have these dreams, but now they feel the same [Verse 3] Christian, but she still ain't shit You gon' wait for that pussy, but her brain ain't hit Imma fuck her mind, till that pain ain't there Imma let that sit, till the flame ain't there Listen, fuck a rock on a wrist Can't rock like this if your blood ain't thick Bitches think I'm dying like them Till I jump off a building and I fly up out of there Distance, I can't die like them Don't get high like them I get fried like fish Concentrate my hits Can't avoid my bitch Don't rock skinny jeans Cuz the Glock don't fit I am not like them I don't stop like them I need drugs in the hood I am not like them I don't stop like them I need drugs for a hug