[Intro] Yeah... Iso This my life... You ain't gotta rock with it You gon' respect it though...
[Verse 1] Mama told me I was different but I made it worse Breaking down my medication when I make a verse Pop a pill and wash it down with liquor make it work Y'all ain't really brainsick, where ya paperwork The government ain't never tell ya that you can't go work The board of mental hustle, they the ones who played us first Breaking out the hospital, see ya later nurse True shit, helicopter looking for me, they deserve A little credit cause they made a nigga legendary They tried to lock a nigga down and it was hella scary Momma in the courtroom crying testifying Always told me that the Schizophrenia would be hereditary I never thought I'd find a woman I could get to marry I'm in the mirror hella bloody when I'm telling Mary My mama told me she ain't want to see me dead and buried Now I'm getting love like the second week of February Veterinary how these niggas wanna put the dog down I'm really sick and plus I made it, how do y'all sound? Not too many niggas make it out my small town Now I hit the mall like I'm freeballing, ball out The only nigga in the city with a raw sound Other niggas need it hang it up like a wall mount You niggas fronting like you killas, better draw us out Before the pen and paper is the only time you draw down Fucking look at what the fame did nigga Made it out the hood, now they hate this nigga While you on the turf on the same shit nigga I been on the road daily getting paid bitch nigga Now you got ya hand out like save this nigga While ya baby mama wanna rape this nigga For you hating ass niggas, let me say this nigga This the life of a Brainsick Nigga
[Hook] (I really come from nothing homie) This the life of a Brainsick Nigga (So when I'm doing my shit) (And I'm out here making these moves) (And I got niggas looking at me some type of way) This the life of a Brainsick Nigga (Of course I'ma be like , "Fuck you" feel me?) This the life of a Brainsick Nigga (I work hard for this shit...yeah)
[Verse 2] Talking to myself in the mirror like "what you gonna do?" When you got niggas hating on you in your own crew Make up the nigga to show you love like they s'posed to Then change on you quicker than Superman in a phone booth But these the people who would turn around and be so cool With you 'cause you popping and now you wit' me to go too But I got supporters my nigga, so you I won't use Like inside a photo "my nigga did it", it's no use The old dude with old shoes and clothes too No soul fueled and no du' was close to Hoes so rude and boastful and chose to Show no room like 'oh shoot I know you' That was all eyes on me like both ovals But I'm still an outlaw, but so noble Flows like Iso's spirit, gold, I'm no fool So full gas on niggas, you got low fuel My vocals on broke tools will produce mo' food Now I'm eating good like produce Came a long way from old bull, I'm old school Po-po's like bad boy, "what you gonna do?" I'm from a city where niggas'll run up on you When them niggas seein' you doin better, than they want to 'til you blow up, it's love they won't show you And that sums up the whole 402 So you can't play this nigga Unless I'm on ya iTunes playlist nigga I been doing numbers wear a pay pin nigga And turn a straight bitch like Caitlyn Jenner Sitting in the crib like a play pin nigga But I been on the road like paint strips nigga I'm no house nigga, I'm they favorite nigga You hoes just mad, this the life of a Brainsick Nigga
[Hook] (I started making moves, really from the mud) This the life of a Brainsick Nigga (Motherfuckers need to respect that) (From the mental ward) This the life of a Brainsick Nigga (To the jail cell, to being homeless nigga, to being on the road) This the life of a Brainsick Nigga (Finally being stable, niggas still wanna hate) (You feel me? Fuck 'em... Iso)
[Chorus] I came from nothing to something now niggas got something to say I don't understand why you judging me dog all because of my fame But I keep on bracking while counting this loot but it's fuel to the flame If you tripping, take one to the brain Fuck it, I'm stuck in my ways
I came from nothing to something now niggas got something to say I don't understand why you judging me dog all because of my fame When I keep on bracking while counting this loot but it's fuel to the flame If you tripping, take one to the brain Nothing has changed, I'm stuck in my waysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
