New Script lyrics

[Hook]
Yeah
I said my goodbyes
Lost some of the realest n*ggas in my life
I know I'm a sinner, can't repent to Christ
They sellin' my soul, I'm gon' offer any price
(?)
I gave 'em a option, yappa's or the knife
Anxiety kept me up on many nights

[Bridge]
Side with my b*tch, yeah, I wasn't committed
She said she gon' dip, damn, my heart got omitted
She got a new script, yeah, to deal with my feelin's
I know I should quit, yeah, it's probably gon' kill 'em

[Verse]
But f*ck it I feel like I'm ready to die
Notorious BIG, f*ck a warning, run up and then leg on the fly
The bully, you know, I'm no regular guy
Pistol stuck to my side just like cellulite
Ain't tryna' come off like a stereotype
But n*gga's did end up in burial sites
But failure keep a n*gga from reachin' the top
I admit I felt like I was scared of those heights
Pray that my kids don't inherit my vice
I made it, the reaper was sparin' my life
Was losin' myself, damn near scarin' my wife
Was doin' her wrong, couldn't stare in her eyes
I could feel somethin' in the air tonight
You n*gga's didn't listen to Jarren's advice
Oh, you ain't survive in the jungle? Well, you ain't prepared
You n*gga's too scared of (mic)?
[Hook]
Yeah
I said my goodbyes
Lost some of the realest n*ggas in my life
I know I'm a sinner, can't repent to Christ
They sellin' my soul, I'm gon' offer any price
(?)
I gave 'em a option, yappa's or the knife
Anxiety kept me up on many nights

[Bridge]
Man, I got bottles, and old school Impalas
Got glizzy's and yappa's, b*tch you get demolished
(?)
That b*tch gotta donk, but that hoe too snobbish

[Verse]
My n*gga welcome to the dark side
Smell the fear when n*gga's let the sparks fly
Hit the bottom, where the f*ckin' sharks glide
New beginning, Jason Voorhees part 5
Put my kids on her, like a park slide
Swear the b*tch's top, will make your heart cry
Swear to god, tell them n*ggas mark my, words, watch y'all let me march by
It's the school bully
I'm a beast, right?
On my way, while they sittin' seaside
sh*t, I f*ckin' barely trust myself
Instead, for you to cross me n*gga?
That's when we slide
12-piece, hot, deep-fried
sh*t been different since my uncle Keith died
I don't give a f*ck about your street tithes
This the big dog, from the East-side
Benton
[Hook]
Yeah
I said my goodbyes
Lost some of the realest n*ggas in my life
I know I'm a sinner, can't repent to Christ
They sellin' my soul, I'm gon' offer any price
(?)
I gave 'em a option, yappa's or the knife
Anxiety kept me up on many nights

[Bridge]
Side with my b*tch, yeah, I wasn't committed
She said she gon' dip, damn, my heart got omitted
She got a new script, yeah, to deal with my feelin's
I know I should quit, yeah, it's probably gon' kill 'em