Lunatic lyrics

[Verse]
And I can tell he insecure in the pool wit' a shirt on
Million dollar deal, I'm at the table in church clothes
I ain't done committing sins, what the f*ck I'm in church for?
If the pigs turn on them lights, switch gears I'm in tuck mode
I been peeped who ain't f*cked wit' me through these Cartier's
n*gga I ain't never gave no f*ck like it's hard to care
I'm smoking on that pack, that musty pack, this ain't no armpit hair
Talking off my ear with these rocks in 'em, I can hardly hear
Get from near me all you n*ggas weird
Let my mama down that's my biggest fear
No sympathy, walk to a opp n*gga coffin then I p*ss in there
Living up in hell but I be lit b*tch I be ripped in here
Packed outside the show b*tch we got pool we brought the stick in here
I never change, remain the same lil' b*tch I'm different where?
n*gga you gon' have to run this back in case you missed a lyric
Yeah I know some snakes scared of the grass they just be hissing here
You don't love me for this and that, give me a better reason
Oh you got vultures? Send 'em over, we got desert eagles
Only thing n*ggas squash is bugs opps be forever beefing
b*tch don't you ask me 'bout no n*gga I was never seen with
b*tch don't you offer me no help, I will never need it
b*tch don't you bring up loyalty 'cause you don't never bleed it
Tired of n*ggas always claiming hoods that they don't never be in
If aren't outside you gon' miss somethin', I don't never sleep in
n*ggas get the rock then get to fumbling, incompleted passes
How you want it? Got n*ggas that be shootin' and be beating asses
I don't like the way you n*ggas flow here go a C for average
n*ggas always acting like they active, I don't beef wit' actors
DaBoii, how the f*ck you so consistent? I don't even practice
Still got checks from like the year before, I ain't even cash 'em
Ain't let my foot off n*ggas necks, I'ma keep attacking
Seen a lot of sh*t but if they ask me I ain't seen what happened
I be wit' the gang on that gang sh*t, naw b*tch ain't on the rapping
Mom I hope you praying for your baby 'cause your son a factor
Fun fact my mama is my daddy, I am such a bast*rd
You running up a check that's a lie, unless you running backwards
n*ggas changing every day, that's that sh*t I do not get
Make another family cry, that's that sh*t I'll do again
I know I got a lot of cents but you gon' make me lose my sense
Tryna bring the old me back they wanna see me lose my gift
When I talk in general they put in any shoe that fit
If you ask about my ex, I'ma ask you who that is
Yeah I rock a lot of ice name a n*gga cool as this
I'm a young wild n*gga rocking wit' some lunatics
b*tch