Yung Slim - Lay Bacc & Chill

Yung
You see my life done took a change and ain't no turning this shit back
I got a son on the way now I can't be off getting into that
Like it's the truth I gotta tell to make me comfortable inside
Well that's the route I'll have to take cause this shit eating me alive
Can't even hold your ass accountable for how I fucking feel
I brought this shit upon myself aye look man I'm just being real
You knew my struggle way before I even came to sign my deal
I don't want no stress now I just wanna get this bag lay back and chill
But who my competition
Can't no rapper do it quite like me
Come check my composition I've been on a stride ain't hard to see
They clicking up it's cool I'mma drop this bomb let's see who live
These niggas hoes for real
Trynna find the patience just to kill em
I pull cards and then I deal em
I tote cutters just to split em
You ain't got shit that I ain't got nigga
You ain't did shit that I ain't did bigger
Oh he pussy change his litter this Glock my baby I'm the sitter
I strapped up before I did her jeans too tight no they can't fit her
My life been laid out before my time this ain't no damn facade
I kept my heart covered up so long because my shit was scarred
They sending threats that ain't direct so imma disregard
But we ain't gonna let that slide too much I'mma send his ass to God
I done gave you time to change yo ways you still wanna play with danger
I don't even know you but that's cool Ma said don't talk to strangers
I gotta temper to keep in check I'm trynna watch my anger
I draw this pistol then draw a picture like a fucking painter
Let me know who next I line em up and knock em all down
I'm checking temperatures like a doctor when I come around
Thought they'd be happy that I made it I see all frowns
My piss test clean but I'm faded can't keep my guard down
I'm not your plug but I got that number you can hit it up
If I'm in D.C. I'm with Des and I ain't picking up
I go to sleep from 12 to 5 know I ain't sleeping much
I try to tell you how I feel but you don't keep in touch
Gotta let the truth come to the surface it's done been too long
If I ain't make enough money I ain't coming home
See I'm just really like my daddy I work best alone
Fuck if the world don't understand me I'mma carry on
You see my life done took a change and ain't no turning this shit back
I got a son on the way now I can't be off getting into that
Like it's the truth I gotta tell to make me comfortable inside
Well that's the route I'll have to take cause this shit eating me alive
Can't even hold your ass accountable for how I fucking feel
I brought this shit upon myself aye look man I'm just being real
You knew my struggle way before I even came to sign my deal
I don't want no stress now I just wanna get this bag lay back and chill

Written by:
Brian Norman Jr

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