Energy lyrics

[Chorus]
Hey, these n*ggas ain't really vibin', I don't feel no energy
Why I heard you out here talkin' like the enemy? Yeah, yeah
I don't give a f*ck about the industry, yeah, yeah
I don't give a f*ck, my head still in the streets
My head still in the streets, I'm tryna keep a piece, yeah
We tryna keep the peace, yeah, we can clear the streets, yeah
Pockets on obese, yeah, pockets on obese, yeah
What the f*ck they mean? Yeah, grab the chop and creep

[Verse]
I grab that chop and creep, I'm in this sh*t too deep
I'm in this sh*t too deep, young n*gga pulling out my fit
I'm pulling out my fit, yeah, you know that I come from the mud
You know that I come from the slums, I walk on a n*gga, I wash it in blood
You know that I come for the blood, I spin in this sh*t and I [?]
I f*ck on this b*tch, that pus*y so good, I just want to buy her a boat
I just want to buy her a boat, uh
That regular sh*t, it ain't nun (Uh, ayy)
b*tch, I wanna have me some fun, she just wanna have her some fun
I get in that autobiography flush, ain't even going to rush
All of my soda be crushed, I like how my ice in my soda been crushed
You n*ggas ain't talking 'bout nun, we f*cking they b*tches and ho's by the bunch

[Chorus]
Hey, these n*ggas ain't really vibin', I don't feel no energy
Why I heard you out here talkin' like the enemy? Yeah, yeah
I don't give a f*ck about the industry, yeah, yeah
I don't give a f*ck, my head still in the streets
My head still in the streets, I'm tryna keep a piece, yeah
We tryna keep the peace, yeah, we can clear the streets, yeah
Pockets on obese, yeah, pockets on obese, yeah
What the f*ck they mean? Yeah, grab the chop and creep
[Refrain]
(Hey, these n*ggas ain't really vibin', I don't feel no energy)
(Why I heard you out here talkin' like the enemy?)

[Chorus]
Hey, these n*ggas ain't really vibin', I don't feel no energy
Why I heard you out here talkin' like the enemy? Yeah, yeah
I don't give a f*ck, my head still in the streets, yeah
I don't give a f*ck about the industry, yeah, yeah