Kleptomaniac lyrics

[Intro]
(Cloudy Beatz)
Ayy

[Chorus]
They must not want me dead for real 'cause what y'all aimin' at?
Put di*k in her ribs, now you can't have your baby back
I think I was born to hit her, they think I was made to rap
Everywhere I go, I keep that steel, kleptomaniac
Slide down, scratch 'em off the list, they think Santa back
Runnin' lights with dead people on me, I'm an ambulance
Lil' thick b*tch badder than my granny bad
Boy, let's see if you that tough when I unzip this fanny pack

[Verse]
Rat-ass b*tch, I heard sh*t, think I'ma take her back
Now she see her life incomplete, b*tch, you ain't the catch
Just bet a dub on the Bucks, I heard Brady back
They slept on me, I was rich whеn they woke from that nap
The choppеr talk that boy to death, it got dragon breath
They paralyzed me for forever when they stabbed my back
Had a nine-to-five, was tryna feed the fam off that
I ain't never thought about myself when I cashed my checks
I was tryna get some rest, teacher tapped my desk
Man, I was up all night, tryna pass that test
sh*t, the life quiz
Mind racing, tryna connect all the dots in
I might never find another friend like Mizz
That's who I need here with me
Uh, yeah, when they killed Lee, sh*t killed me
I wish I was still sayin', "Free Lee"
She just want a n*gga with some VVs
Ayy, n*ggas forcin' it, tryna be me
Boy, you ain't got no check, like three feet
Tryna get to them pros like the D league
Huh, 'member tryna get it right with Cece
Ran across her page, made me so proud
I wish I could show my love, just don't know how
We was sleepin' on the twin at my old house
Now I'm sleepin' with them twins, I trust nobody
I got money and fame, it got so grimy
Ventin' on recorded calls, tellin' Tone 'bout it
At the top, it get lonely, I know 'bout it
f*ck these n*ggas, I got b*tches that's more solid
Man, this sh*t wouldn't even fit, can't do no wallet
'Less we talkin' Bitcoin, got like four probably
Gave her shots from the back, Harlem Globetrotters
Jugg a thot for the neck, sorry, no condom
I was just a Bébé Kid, tryna get breakfast
I done seen roaches floatin' in my milk after
Stealin' from the government, Kwame Kilpatrick
Whole team found out, we some real hackers
I was down to check my account, I feel better
In the car, keep the pipe, yeah, I'm still at it
I be misunderstood 'cause I'm a lil' damaged
Yeah, ayy, if ain't nobody understand, I thought you would
You would be surprised who don't believe you could
Maybe they just hatin' on me 'cause I'm too good
In a million-dollar house, tryna learn some new juggs
I just seen my old b*tch out, almost threw up
I just let the whole clip out, slid in a new one
[Chorus]
They must not want me dead for real 'cause what y'all aimin' at?
Put di*k in her ribs, now you can't have your baby back
I think I was born to hit her, they think I was made to rap
Everywhere I go, I keep that steel, kleptomaniac
Slide down, scratch 'em off the list, they think Santa back
Runnin' lights with dead people on me, I'm an ambulance
Lil' thick b*tch badder than my granny bad
Boy, let's see if you that tough when I unzip this fanny pack

[Outro]
Ayy, I got fifty thousand on me, stealin' snacks out the family pack