Watch Ya Corners

Yeah you caught me, this ain’t got no hook

It ain’t need one

But FYI it’s called

Watch ya corners

U promised I could trust you then you stabbed me in the back

I ain’t disappointed, bitch nigga I’m mad

Hop yo out the foreign, wit a glove and a gat

You better dodge these bullets, better duck like Aflac

Better watch ya back, pop ya hood like hatchback

Trigger finger itchy, I might need to scratch that.

Michael Jackson bad, juice wrld sad

Swallowed by anxiety, I need to Backtrack

Strapped up, capped up wit a big beam

Stacked up, raf’ed up was a big dream

Act up, gassed up wit some mid green

Pay the price, Stand up, but i still lean

Hey advice, I don’t really need an answer

Hate the sight, but I’m sick like I got cancer

Stay the night, You h.. h... ho like I’m Santa

Play it right, twist it tight, like a Fanta

Aye bruh, what the fuck is up wit hatas

Hatas come in different sizes, bitches come in flavors

Aye bruh, what the fuck is all this anger

I hate love, momma shoulda stabbed me wit a hanger

Aye bruh, why can’t you chill out

Aye bruh, I cant help it when I’m down

Aye bruh, the fuck is this sound

It’s still me, Just some new shit that I found

This shoulda ended the tape

But niggas man do I hate

All of y’all turnin fake

All of y’all showin up late.

Y’all gone know I cannot wait

I cannot take another break

All this smoke all in my face

I don’t know, I’m in a place

I think that I’m on a plane

I think that I’ve gone insane

I hope I don’t say yo name

I think that we both done changed

I think that we lost our range

I know the we ain’t engaged

But I’m standing here; stuck in a rage

Cause I ain’t seen yo face

I think that I need to go (uh huh)

I think I done lost all hope (uh huh)

I look right down this scope (uh huh)

Hit u in the nose (uh huh)

Turn straight to yo bro (uh huh)

Reaping what you sew (uh huh)

Speakin what I know (uh huh)

Bodies on the floor (uh huh)

Murder was never my goal (uh huh)

I ain’t wanna kill a soul (uh huh)

But I was feelin bold (uh huh)

Then I woke up, feel cold (uh huh)

Bend won’t break won’t fold. (Uh huh)

“Who want the smoke” (uh huh)

Who tryina smoke (uh huh)

Oo it’s time to go (uh huh)

I’m just tryina find my way back to the truth you know how I do for you