STUCK! lyrics

[Chorus:]
Uh, yeah, yeah
f*ck this sh*t I’m trynna change my life
Just like the reaper I keep me a scythe
I’m Falling in love
And I want me a wife
Thick ass girl
Can’t back it up
That’s just a waste of talent
Make kids see ghosts
Like the sixth sense
Cause living my life is a challenge
Goal!
I shoot like I’m Messi
I cannot talk to a local
Because these hoes are messy
And n*ggas riding around with no money
But they flexing
Goals!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye, aye, yeah
b*tch, Fortyyyy

[Verse 1:]
Okay, I’ve been here before
And I put myself on the map
And yes I’m bout the sh*t I rap
So why the f*ck would I cap?
I don’t, give a single f*ck
About the sh*t that you say
I’m just gon’ kick my feet up in the sky
And sip my D’ussé
Okay
Smash
Pass
And chase a bag
n*ggas sad, n*ggas broke
n*ggas never tried to trap
But smoke they gas
Until they broke
I just, wanna kick the bucket
n*ggas wanna die
Because I think I’ve seen enough
And everything was just a lie
I just, wanna put a bullet through my mothaf*ckin eye
God said
“you got a life to live, so imma make sure that you fly”
I told him
“I just wanna make it out the mothaf*ckin met”
This sh*t is all too easy
n*ggas hating
Everyone’s a threat
This sh*t is all too easy
n*ggas sleazy
b*tches just be sneaking
Living check to check
I couldn’t wait out till the f*cking first
I had to hit my first lick
I almost ended in a hearse
But, imma smoke my leaf
And imma finish up my verse
I don’t, wanna keep you waiting
I know time is just a curse
So imma keep ascending
Till the top
Or till I hit my worst
Use the force
I feel like Obi-Wan
I feel like I’m the chosen one
How these n*ggas wanna fight
But they don’t never one on one
n*ggas lame
n*ggas pus*y
I done said, what I said
Rest In Peace my n*ggas
I ain’t finished
Until blood Is shed
I just, wanna make a profit
Make a name out for myself
I think I’m falling out the game
Or is the game a game itself?
I never knew the f*cking meaning to my f*cking life
So imma find out all the answers
Imma end it with a knife
I’m the highest in the room
And I ain’t talking Travis Scott
I ain’t, where I wanna be
Man I ain’t even got a yacht
I ain’t tryna catch a body
But I’ve been dreaming of a story
Where a n*gga reppin’ forty seven
Was fighting for his glory
Before I got up out her house I told my momma not to worry
Imma get us out the states
It’s all I plan I got in motion
b*tch I travel overseas
More than a n*gga in the Navy
Imma keep on throwing plays
Just like a n*gga name was Brady
It’s a hard life
You Better chill
Or keep a f*cking stainless steel
Cause n*ggas like to steal, and they ain’t passing up a f*cking deal