Car Lot lyrics

I seen BK at the car lot, so I bought a Benz
I'mma tell you off the top, I couldn't grab a pen
(I'mma tell you off the top, I couldn't grab a pen
I bought that b*tch 'cause)
I done seen some sh*t, I done did some sh*t
I talk about this sh*t 'cause I live this sh*t
They say when I get deep, they really feel this sh*t
But I be feeling like them folks don't wanna hear this sh*t
And I don't give a f*ck n*gga, I remember vividly
Trapping on the block, I had a stick with me
Trapping out the house, I had a stick with me
Paranoid, and these voices starting to get to me
Walls closing in, I got anxiety
I know these n*ggas lying when thеy saying that they gone ride for mе
I see it in cuz eyes, he gone slide
I ain't ever questioned it one time
b*tch I love you like my brother, put my life on the line
Told you that sh*t numerous times
Know how many times I had to move with a 9
b*tch transform just like Optimus Prime
Brodie in a wheelchair, got shot in the spine
Now he doing drugs, he high out of is mind
That's just how it go around my way
Them lil n*ggas, they cut throat around my way
They cut dope around my way, they slang herron, they slang yay
I was on that backblock all day
Work all in my nutsack
If I don't know you n*gga, get the f*ck back
Told me "Go to school", I'm like "f*ck that"
I'm out the back window, 12 tryna rush that
I grab that white sh*t, then I flush that
I drove a rental here then caught the bus back
I'm high as f*ck, I'm in my zone
My b*tch keep tripping 'bout this sh*t that's in my phone
Trying to do right, PO f*cking with me, I'm tryna find a new light
That's why I get high out my mind, I see cuz all the time
That sh*t make a n*gga wanna grind
That sh*t make a n*gga wanna go
Migo tryna get it off the boat