Twee Denali - ADHD

I swear it's hard to keep focus
Oh you hit my line dawg Ian notice
Too busy chasing after chuckee cheese tokens
Rat race for the cheese add some beefaroni
When you make your mind up, it get so lonely
When you make your mind up, niggas turn phony
Can't escape the inevitable
Many variables connect the dot the to your soul
One shot then you gone
This a shot to ya dome
I put my heart in my songs
I got my mind on my mula
I put my foot in yo ass, you think bout touching my bag
I used to fuck on yo hoe, wit no strings attached
She got that boomerang pussy, she gon bring it back
Now I'm back on the road
Just had chat wit the plug, I'm coming back wit a load
I got a tool that explode, don't think bout breaking the code
I'm not your average joe
I had to go and get mines, I wasn't handed the throne
I'm ahead of the game, so put respect on my name
Four hundred years a slave, so Ian rockin no chain
You ain't been through what I been through, we ain't thinking the same
They pollute the air, so Ian breathing the same
I put it in the air , that's good Mary Jane
I tried so hard to forget, but I remember the pain
Ian worried bout regrets, I'm on the way to a check
I been gone for an hour, I'll be back in a sec
ADHD I see this shit in HD
Crystal clear
Oh he went commercial, change the channel
Oh he went commercial, change the channel
ADHD
ADHD I see this shit in HD
Crystal clear
Oh he went commercial, change the channel
Oh he went commercial, change the channel
ADHD
I can't pay attention, it's getting hard to listen
My mind steady racing, time steady wasting
Ion know where I'm going, as long as it snowing
I'm waking up at night, going to sleep in the morning
My worlds double crossed, Jesus died on the cross, I just seen em getting sauced
He was in the Louie store, I wonder what that nigga bought
That ain't none of my business, lord knows that I been sinning
It's like a contradiction, cus the same niggas sinning , is the same niggas winning
The pastor in disguise, a gangsta do it vivid
It's like a mcchicken , it only cost a dollar, I wonder what's in it
It's a million chicken wings, but ain't that many chickens
I got so many questions, but not enough answers
This land of the free, but oh so many cameras
I wonder who watching, shout-out bin laden
He a cool dude, we was in the crib vibing
He took bong rip, then that nigga started sliding
He say welcome to the jungle, hakuna matata
Afrika Bambaataa, wit a whole lot of chakra
Straight heart stopper, send you you to the doctor
Still on a island, conniving and scuba diving, out here wildin
Nobody smiling, everybody frowning
No matter how it's sounding
We the best yet, FTF gon head sign the check

Written by:
Antwan Washington

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