Borrowdale Insomnia (Official Audio)

And we back! Those Around Me Tape comin' soon LYRICS [Verse] Listen... I wish all of y'all would tell me exactly what you need from me the first second you meet with me I'm not with all the vis-à-vis, secretly beefin' me behind turned backs But actin' all sweetfully in these tweets for me My nigga, have some decency ...you move too up and down, we can't align whicho frequency My coyotes by the dozen, I can't keep no Bo Peeps with me (kinÄrte the gang, my nigga!) Plus our lines is parallel, so I can't talk to you equally I'm i...mmortalised for reasons, you survivin' off recency Easily, these people should learn to speak with me legally As they would if they knew the soldiered syndicate I keep with me in the streets with me ...they paid to keep the peace/piece for me Yes, it's a couple G.I. Joe's with me Letters on they badges that you C.I.O-pening They got them long arms like a B.I. motioning (Ingram for the lead...got it!) My heart was once a home, best believe y'all broke in it/broken it...hopeless (done with that) I burned from it, I turned from it (mxm) I churn stomachs now - I learned from it, I earn from it (haa...fuck!) Now family function, like relatives at the latest event We Wrestled Mania to come to find we the Mainest Event Momma makin' millions, I'm in shock like "no way this it!" (facts) Daddy on the tele now, he thinkin' he famous and shit (facts) And my life changin'...now they want hang with the boy Pretty niggas, Fiddy niggas (Feedeez!) - babies say "dangerous boy" Can my phone just not ring for maybe like 10 minutes? Can I go a weekend without sippin' Glenfiddich? ("when we founded the company...") Hell no! I been through shit that people in hell know Sick to stomach, they tryna ride on my tailcoat I barely know you bitch, don't hit me like "what we doin' tonight?" Stayin' home, play at home - addiction might ruin your life You not family, blood - zvakunakidza, isn't it? We up now...sadza rakupurwa, isn't it? That's why you around huh? I seen it how it looks Quit the pussyfootin', fam - let's not beat around the bush Where was you when mom was behind bars and I would just rhyme bars for hours? While trying hard for Kazzy to find God You actually do not know 'cause niggas was not there I dealt it on my own, I figured did not care Thank God my weaponism is bless, zodie Ain't nobody gone but Ray got so many dead homies Damn... My exes linkin' with ex homies It's all good though, the lesson is that they slept on me It's all hood bro, these decimals help me cope with it These papers I'm signin' got so much shares like I'm socialist Trust funds by the lump sum, word to parental advisory - just gimme 5 years and it's over with! Managin' devils, I'm Alex Ferg' in a coat with it (all my Man United still) Guardin' Pep talks, my city blue with no hope in it (this is Man City still) While Jur'gen Klopped/you're gettin' clapped, press your team 'til you broke with it (no Mersy this Side) I'm watchin' you drown in the same waters I'm shoulder width Oh these your injuries? Kazzy sprinkle some salt in them I'm petty like cats and dogs Don't bring domestics 'round me, Kazembe is not involved 'Cause she was cheatin' anyways, I went and got mine is all See pressure reach my goals, like what happens inside a ball This tongue is like Tylenol If y'all still want these bars? I present you your final call [Verse 2] Nah, bring it back... Bubs and Vic look up to me, I used to look up to these dudes (facts) Sam and Ngeeshy fuck with me, it's really not luck with me, boo (facts) You got them to blame 'cause now you niggas is stuck with me too Peace to Fuse and Jordan, oh them boys comin' up with me too Bullets Putin Ur-kranium? It's war when I Russian the stu' Quackin' on these mics but still you niggas is duckin' the booth! Rappin' all alike, I feel you niggas just doubled in two (clones!) Birdies of a feather used to flockin' and cluckin' in groups (clones!) That's why it don't fly when other niggas is chicken to me Poultry vs poetry, you chicken so listen to me Big bird shit - sticks...turn like Rotisserie, dawg Niggas is bitch to me, dog Bitches is pig to me, hog Choose to not believe 'em, rappers soundin' like Ripleys, dawg You did what to who's bitch in who's whip? Show me, nigga You was keepin' tool sticks in who's crib? Blow me, nigga You was poppin' which clips at who's clique? Croney nigga You was coppin' which drinks with who's cheque? Phoney nigga I do not believe you...you might need mo' people Tried to let it rock, but these niggas so deceitful Please don't blame my God, when you come across yo' evils The consequence of actions, is different from cathedral (Lil Ray: "nah don't blame him, he ain't got nun to do with that") Maybe this what happens, when niggas think we equal If you thought I was rappin', just wait until my sequel Kazzy... [Outro] 'Cause I'm happiest when I can buy what I want Get high when I want Reside where I want