Caught up in my feeling I’ll fuck around kill another nigga you ain’t even gotta push me how I’m feeling now I been havin mood swings like a Gemini I could use the murder for therapy I could make the news with it break the internet have um all nervous and scared of me then get away sneaky clean and no one suspect me I got 44 F and N in bullets and 25,000 stuffed in these Amiri jeans damn looking at what happened to hip hop he at the Grammys and still got that shit cocked pull out the cameras with me and my bitch out and take a picture ain’t a hatin nigga in the world out there fuckin with big John knockin his brains out if he got it on his mind lonely lonely baby Lonely lonely baby hey as if I got a reason to act like I’m lonely I saw my big brother laying on the ground with his brains blown out it’s been catching up with me shit how would you act if you bro took his life and you now how you rappin with all these niggas that don’t even life a right life the best you had ever seen but it all came crashing I’m burnin you don’t know the feeling in the car with a bottle of liquor a pistol a lonely killer ain’t no love at the top just a lonely nigga