people be playing to much people do not know us verse 1: yeah leaving the fucking crime scene a mess niggas be trying to knock me and camfair off our grind we ain't friendly no more a nigga across the street snitched we give him stitches put his head to the curb kick his head we make niggas bleed ayo pull up at yo crib bitch make em run eh what the fuck is up buttercup fucking bitch leave you a bloodly wreck like an impossible collusion happened im making the impossible look possible when im inhospitable verse 2: im coming back hyped as ever i even worst than that thunder everybody be hating people don't know me people dont know us assault random mutha fuckers i found a mop on the floor i though it was Blake eating a nigga ass i got locked yeah ima patient coming out the hospital they called me crazy but what's new bro they call it a habit when ive held it captive call me the captain im here rescue you come follow me im not as bad as it seems beat a nigga ass, im mow they the grass they demonstrate when i elavate they say ive motivate i bring on my hella hate this stupid hatred call it the "muiltrips" watch em all trip blind em with tar mix make this a mixtape im done im done this is it im done im done jumping through hoops for some ungrateful bitch who came to expect it more and more