Off it (feat. Hammy)

It's like I'm off it, rolling up an eighth
It got me coughing, flossing
Drive 150 I ain't stopping

They walking, why they fucking hating on me
Talking, they acting, fucking with me
Something's gonna happen

It's tragic, making money dissapear
Like magic, I spend it quick
But you know I get it back bitch, bad bitch

She just want my love, but she can't have it
Wash away my thoughts are melting in the acid

So gone, H-U-S-L-R, I keep it sewed on
Look up at the sky I'm feeling like a no one
I'm paralyzed, Hearts cold, Ice frozen
Every time I wanna speak, it's like I'm choking

I'm exhausted, I am off it
I'mma fiend, I got grams up in my pocket
That' how I'm rockin, no use for caution
When I pull up, hope I die up in the moshpit

It's like I'm off it, rolling up an eighth
It got me coughing, flossing
Drive 150 I ain't stopping
They walking, why they fucking hating on me
Talking, they acting, fucking with me
Something's gonna happen

Somethings gonna happen, always talking
But they terrified of action, when I pull up to the scene
I'm causing havoc, always dying in my dreams
Like that's my habit

That's my habit, It just happens
Friend's stab you in back like assassins
Gotta watch out in the grass, cause they acting
They capping, I might lose my mind tonight from ashing

Smoking, Fully focused, my plans are in motion
My flow is moving, like the water in the ocean
It's potent, every single word, you know I wrote it
I can't trust a soul, cause I know they are folding