SHADOW PSYCHE (feat. Jake Stonezz & McCandles)

Thinking 'bout my life on the Causeway, on the Broadway, slinging broad day Outta Mississippi with a heartbreak, from a dark place to a light shade Been that and I been there, just pick a place and we can go away Pick your poison and I'll get the plate, make sure it's ready, I don't wanna wait I'm in Uptown with a lotta cake, got a bad bitch, she a figure 8 Yeah, her ass fat like a diabetic, I don't really hit it, I just like the face Told her pick it up 'cause I don't like the pace, then put it on me in a quiet place Trigger warning, bitch we really on it, put the pistol on him if he try to play I ain't skipping on him, I'ma flip it on him, then peel off like I'm in a race These rap niggas so cap, I was doing dirt way before I ever made me a track I was in the trap, feeling so trapped, now I'm in the backseat with a pack I be rolling gas, niggas in last, I be in first place with a smile on my face I be tryna stay up out the way, niggas tryna get up out they lane I might have to up it at your face, fuck nigga, stay up in your place Stay up in your place. Better stay up in your place Walk around with a smile on my face It ain't sweet-don't try me, that'll change I think this is why they stay away, couple hoes wanna take a flick with Jake Woke up mad, I ain't taking shit today, get a bag, had to make a bigger play Yeah, I had to make a way, I'm with Lucy, she wanna take a trip today Wearing Gucci, felt like I should drip today, all my exes feel stupid 'cause they let me get away Yeah, I know how these bitches think, on the way to a play on the interstate Had to stop and get Woods and some Minute Maid, if you're wondering, I can assure you I'm straight I remember when we was on Medicaid, I remember when we was just riding around Might let off some rounds, must've smoked the whole pound Thinking he fucking with me now? Must've smoked some shrooms He don't know what to do, must've smoked some Delta 8 I be really in my space, planet of the fucking apes Pop out with a .38, what you wanna do, say say I just popped out, say say, make a track star out some FILAs Talking 'bout aye "bay bay," ain't no pin in the K That bitch gon' really spray, that bitch gon' really spray You don't know what to do when it's really on that pace And you'll know what to do when you really off in that place Really off in that room and ain't no fucking space Yeah, ain't none, just to-the beat go off?