Created Freestyle lyrics

[hook:]

Smoking hella weed
Getting hella faded
Staring in the mirror thinking
Mama look what you created
Look what you created
Look what you created

[verse 1:]

Young motherf*cking nightmare
n*gga never had no dreams
Yeah that's him right there
Gun tucked into my jeans
Ride around the city like "what?"
n*ggas don't wanna come near me
I don't give a f*ck if you love it
I don't give a f*ck if you don't hear me
Shhhh...
n*gga hear the demon talking
n*gga don't be up talking
I need to get the people off me
I don't give a f*ck about it
n*gga i'm just doing me
n*gga i'm a sicko psycho
Difference between you and me
Gang bang n*gga with a semi-automatic
If a n*gga trippin' i'ma let a n*gga have it
Catch a n*gga slippin' then i hit em through the static
Them n*ggas already know that (He a bumpin' addict?)
Break into your home and leave your body in the attic
Pop another pill and hit the liquor i'm an addict
Sick of motherf*ckers who be talkin' bout the static
But when i pop up on em they be running like a (panic?)
Coz i'm the only motherf*cker in my reach and killin' sh*t
Everybody lookin' at me don't know who you dealin' with
Every time i make another song i make a n*gga quit
I don't even gotta try not even a little bit
Pickin' up a pen and pad and if i do i scribble sh*t
Kinda like a little kid
n*gga you ain't sick as this
I could get your pretty chick
Tell the b*tch to kiss my di*k
Every time i come i keep it sinister the wicked sh*t
[Hook: ISO]
Smoking hella weed
Getting hella faded
Staring in the mirror thinking
Mama look what you created
Look what you created
Look what you created [x2]

[Verse 2: ISO]
f*ck it i'm finna get drunk
f*ck it i'm finna go smoke
Take a little bit of physch meds
And then i mix it with a little coke
Every body know i got problems
I don't give a sh*t about that
n*gga's askin' when my album droppin'
But i don't give a sh*t about rap
I wonder why a n*gga so dark
I wonder my mama even care
A n*gga need to ask his pops
But the motherf*cker never been there
And i don't wanna talk about religion
Coz usually i don't wanna hear it
But i'm thinkin' to myself what if a demon
Got my mama prayin' like the holy spirit
Never know what's in my head
I'm just living life upon the edge
Coz one day you'll be here
And the next in you'll be dead
We might be all dead
Never mind what i just said
I'ma just drink all this rum
Doesn't it take my ass to bed
You ever try suicide
But it didn't work your alive
But your on the other side
And in reality you died
Surprise!
n*gga look into my eyes
There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide
[Hook: ISO]
So i'm smoking hella weed
Getting hella faded
Staring in the mirror thinking
Mama look what you created
Look what you created
Look what you created [x2]