On The Radar Freestyle (Part 3) lyrics

[Intro]
Like, grrah, I just get in my—
Like, I just get in my—
Like, I just get in my— (Damn, lil' FckBwoy! Man, you know that I be killin' sh*t)
Like, I just get in my—
Like, I just get in my bag

[Chorus]
I just get in my bag
From the sh*t that I did in the past
I be feelin' like nobody with me
But I was just quick to give n*ggas my last
You my brother, you don't gotta ask
And if you feel a way, you could tell me at that
Like, n*gga, you makin' me mad
And if you got a problem, just leave it at that (Like)
They just want me to crash
They don't love me 'til I'm doin' bad
For all of the risks that I took
Would you read like a book if I told you I'm sad?
But the sh*t that I did in the streets
I was tuckin' my heat growin' up with no dad
I was bendin' that block
Opps thinkin' we 'bout to box, I was ready to crash

[Verse]
Like, I was dirty and popped
b*tch, I was spinnin' through blocks, it was gettin' me mad
Like, but they told me to stop
Cops lookin' for me, I'm hot, I think I just gotta dash
You can't tell me you love me
I feel like that sh*t was cap
I cannot leave 'cause I'm gonna be back
And remember them days I was spendin' my last
On the stage, I almost passed
f*ck the Perkies, I gotta relax
Like, bro told me, "Chill 'cause you signed a deal"
He like, "Sha, you gotta move tact"
Like, and I'm sorry to all of my fans
I gotta keep doin' this, it's helpin' me rap
And I'm not gon' leave, b*tch, I'm gonna be back
And that's word to my dead, I will never look back
[Bridge]
I just get in my—
I just get in my—, like
I just—, like

[Chorus]
I just get in my bag
From the sh*t that I did in the past
I be feelin' like nobody with me
But I was just quick to give n*ggas my last
You my brother, you don't gotta ask
And if you feel a way, you could tell me at that
Like, n*gga, you makin' me mad
And if you got a problem, just leave it at that (Like)
They just want me to crash
They don't love me 'til I'm doin' bad
For all of the risks that I took
Would you read like a book if I told you I'm sad?
But the sh*t that I did in the streets
I was tuckin' my heat growin' up with no dad
I was bendin' that block
Opps thinkin' we 'bout to box, I was ready to crash

[Outro]
Grrah, grrah