Neon

Yeah, been off that four so drunk like you Want it. My opponents never on it. I ain't thinking 'bout tomorrow, Only thinking 'bout the moment. Feel the rush from the function. Twenty seven, loaded trunk. Watch me make another hit. Yeah, I'm dripping. Hot swag from your mouth, coming from the dirty South. Yeah, I got that energy, something you know Nothing about. When I break a mind, they be Thinking I'm a lunatic. Standing in a dark room, dusting off a tombstone. Still coming home with the blades like Chavo. Grinding for a bankroll, so get a ghetto Cosmo. Dealing with depression 'bout to make me lose my Marbles. Step and do me wrong, then you know I'm over here.