Psycho - Intro (prod. Fish)

I remember when I caught the case
Interstate, I should've did the race
The DA really looked me in my face
And told me 10 years what I had to face
In the cell I had to say my grace
God heard me every time I prayed
I thank God I'm still in his embrace
'Cause I was looking evil in the face
Now I'm back in my mother fucking bag, hoe
I say I'm the shit but they say that I'm an asshole
Niggas only start talking shit when their cash low
Worried 'bout me like "What the fuck he bout to rap for?"
Copying me like "How much he get his bag for?"
I was overseas out in France with a bad hoe
She was on knees turned around and got her back broke
Told you I was leaving what the fuck you looking sad for?
I'll be out in Paris next summer with my niggas
Put Snowy on you niggas
Really thought that it was winter
Shit a nigga talking 'bout
Man they wouldn't even get it
Shit we living all facts if I said it then I meant it
If I put it on the gang then you niggas all finished
'Cause I'm running with the ball like a nigga in a scrimmage
Niggas thought that I was finished
I ain't even get the sentence
Two years of probation?
Oh yeah I'm with it
And it's no F so when that shit finished
I'm going back to Europe to go kick it with my sister
Oh lord, my God really gave me visions
You were trying to ride the wave you just missed 'em
She was eating dick in the party and you kissed her
It's my bad but it's not my issue
You so bad that I might just switch you
Make a nigga nut and I might just miss you
If it's Fish on the beat and it's drip on my feet
We gon' keep getting money from the West to the East
Got a couple niggas really trying to book me overseas
Nigga pay for the flight
I'll do that shit for free
Made a deal with myself in 2015 it was no other options I'ma live my dreams
And niggas gone hate them fuck 'em we ball
Trying to stack my money till it's oak tree tall
Ugh
I'm a problem
Niggas have to stop him
This what happens when I'm off exotics
I was in the cell doing numbers
Now I'm bout to buy me an office
Probably 'bout the same size the pod is
Just to wreck it throwing hella parties
'Cause I really came up from nothing
Fuck a rapper nigga I'm an artist
And this chick I'm with?
She's a goddess
What's your name again?
I forgot it
When I pop these pills I go retarded
If you need it then my niggas got it
Remember we was posted on the block?
Two years later in Bugatti's
Damn this nigga slid up on this track
What's it called again?
It's aquatic

Written by:
D. Dula

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