I'm Boosed

[Verse 1] These niggas think we stupid I seen it with my own eyes I heard it with my own ears Niggas believe they own lies Keep tryna say they on shit But ain't been shit they whole lives Then wanna think they owed shit Like lil nigga you so blind I know I'm no saint but um I see success, never shit I wanna take from um Another nigga trying to get up out the gate from the Precipitation to the paper as I pray for the Malicious nature of the game just to cut me slack Made it out the basement, niggas trying to shove me back Cold blood on the hands, showed love to the fans Grown up from demands that they love me back Deaf to the threats of a tyrant And you can see it in my eyes I see through you, and I see through lies And I feed you youth, cause you niggas need to wisen Armageddon's over the horizon And all that's left is to notice that it's time so turn up They minds is burnt up The signs have turned up The times have turned, fuck I'm not concerned bruh [Hook] These niggas say so, so they go I be like they broke, what the fuck do they know x2 And I be like Fuck the bullshit I'm boosed, Uh x8 [Verse 2] And in the driver's seat it gets tricky Watch your blindside, niggas snakin It's sticky, they see you get breaks Niggas hatin Escape from the truth, bullshit in the rearview They hear you but all you hear is satan Tryna get this paper but all you hear is patience But fuck that Get lapped if you lackin, I'm laughin Cause ain't no nigga finna keep they spot Long as Lil Loose over here rappin I'm like goddammit That's one tough team of mine I'm on the grind, tryna keep The Village dream alive I'm fucked up, stuck Wonder if our scenes aligned The way the jewelry dancing on my neck it seems alive He spittin crack on the track, have you seen him live Well aw shit, better cop them tickets nigga You drool over bitch that I pull over twitter Suggest that you cop them digits nigga Indigo child, beam light on the masses A nigga go wild, seems like I've surpassed this Place of some hope with a fate diagnosis Afraid I'll cope in a coupe, sitting last then Wonder who can battle in a booth with a Caston And ain't no nigga bout that shit boy I will never ease up Tell these niggas V's up Triple 7s in me til I'm in a casket boy [Bridge] V's up, who you gon ride with I see the opposition over there silent Born with the squad and that's who I'm gon die with Like send it up with them niggas get violent [Hook] [Outro - Guitar Solo] And I be like Fuck the bullshit I'm Booseded nigga You fold for bullshit not Loosie nigga You heard 10 hoes Figured "Aw, Kem folded" Like shut the fuck up, you stupid nigga Dollar signs in my crystal... ball They like "nigga how'd you get so... raw?" I'm like "nigga how'd you get so..."