Lời bài hát Distraction
Uh
How I go so hard
They still discredit my talent
Took shit too far
Now they regrettin' what happened
Hard for my mama to accept
I'm a savage
You play I'm lettin' you have it
Them shots let off
That's too much blood for a napkin
They claim we locked in
What if I wasn't rappin'
Fiend for that ecstasy
Couldn't keep from relapsin'
Bring out the best of me
Or be a distraction uh
If I tell my stepper
Come and slide then he comin'
And I know it's fucked up
How he daily out there huntin'
Heartless livin' savage life
That's just how he bomin'
But shit at least it's a nigga
I can count on for somethin' uh
We let them cannons spark
Play with us get punished uh
We really had it hard
Now blessings abundant
Cheered 'til I hit the top
Now they can't wait to see me plummet
Like for every win
Another L come punch me in my stomach
I couldn't even enjoy my birthday
Bitch come to me 'bout assumptions
They can't fuck with me on my worst day
I done ran it up all hunnids
Baby Chiraq is my birthplace
If we got a problem we slump it
Hard times spent
It's the worst pain
And you never get refunded uh
How I go so hard
They still discredit my talent
Took shit too far now
They regrettin' what happened
Hard for my mama to accept
I'm a savage
You play I'm lettin' you have it
Them shots let off
That's too much blood for a napkin
They claim we locked in
What if I wasn't rappin'
Fiend for that ecstasy
Couldn't keep from relapsin'
Bring out the best of me
Or be a distraction uh
Twin Glocks Tia Tamera yeah
These my new bitches
Hit they block with two switches
It make my shottas shoot different
We can empty out two hunnid shots
In less than two minutes
And B was one of ours
So that shouldn't be a name
That you mention
Hope when I'm talkin' you listen
'cause I'm just hopin' you get it
I tell my nigga 'bout hisself
Hate ain't got nothin' to do with it
And you can't call my phone for help
That's if I heard that you snitchin'
Don't speak on bodies on your belt
That's just ain't how we do business uh
Bad news turn your whole day tragic
All they heard was that K clappin'
Any problem we steppin' up
Like the crate challenge
Left my heart on that notepad
And that still wasn't enough
Lotta snake bites got low grass
Can't feel or trust
How I go so hard
They still discredit my talent
Took shit too far
Now they regrettin' what happened
Hard for my mama to accept
I'm a savage
You play I'm lettin' you have it
Them shots let off
That's too much blood for a napkin
They claim we locked in
What if I wasn't rappin'
Fiend for that ecstasy
Couldn't keep from relapsin'
Bring out the best of me
Or be a distraction uh
