i can't trust these bitches kuz they talk to much tellem shut they mouth before i puttem all on hush aint no need of gettin loud im movin wit a rush adrenaline on high mode think im bout to bust trust is my issue wit u bitches you always actin funny then yo mouth it get to slippin speaking on me puttin words in my mouth dont let me slide up on u movin everything in yo house i told you once keep my name out yo mouth bitch u keep forgetting im the cat you the mouse ill haa yo ass running climbin thtough a hole diggin up a grave preyin on yo soul hopin one day that youll learn yo lesson otherwise one day youll be my confessions sorry yo fam had to take a lost yo obituary tellem everybody u crossed i aint sad bitch talk is cheap but u paid the cost so now you gotta take a leap to the otha side now ill leave a message to yo folks tellem hold it down these results of ya jokes i told you im the boss and don't fuck with me i keep to myself my clap back it can get noisy my favorite color sprayed everywhere idc i ludda way it match the red braids in my hair it smell like iron in a manican challenge whos alive still who i missed & didnt damage so when u see me u betta be easy i come off real cool but the devil is seekin 2xs its these bitches i cant trust its these bitches that keep running they mouth make me do what i do issa must hook 2xs