CIRCLE RUNNING

Eurgh
I've fucked up this recording like three times
Hah, argh
Fuck, fuck, fuck
I'm in the booth on my own again
By booth I mean home
Jesus Christ
I fucking hate human beings
Same shit, with a, different, bitch
Get to know me, 'fore I, dip
Niggas stuck on, the same, shit
And I, don't relate a, bit
Same shit with a, different, bitch
Get to know me, 'fore I, dip
Niggas stuck on, the same, shit
And I, don't relate a, bit
On the same page
Like the same things
In the same place last year, playing all the same games
Need to change things
Like what they already know brings
Jumping up to talk the same gossip when they're phone rings
All these niggas focus on is hoes and a bang bang
For their gang gang
They all wanna be a bad man
Doing shit themselves, then killing niggas for same thing
Do your own thing and now you're a mad, mad, mad man
All people do is pretend
He's not my friend
I'm just a means to his end
Walking on my own again
I can't depend
Lean on my own back again
People love thinking they know me, man when
Everyone's lost, want this bullshit to end
We care 'bout different things, I got nothing to say to you
Hop on when they're winning, find your own way, will you
Nigga you a chump, and you think that I'ma swing fists
I got business, I ain't got time for a bitch fit
You don't get this, all you work on is a hit list
I can win this, I ain't ever had a big clique
Fuck this I've had, enough
Fuck living comfy, you grow best, rough
See through your bullshit no you ain't, tough
You think I care if you're running, up
Come, fuck
Same shit, with a, different, bitch
Get to know me, 'fore I, dip
Niggas stuck on, the same, shit
And I, don't relate a, bit
Same shit with a, different, bitch
Get to know me, 'fore I, dip
Niggas stuck on, the same, shit
And I, don't relate a, bit
(YK)