[Intro]
Yeah…
Still breathin’ through pain, you heard?
Cap-alot … look
[Hook]
Couple opps got clapped, and I ain’t feel shit (nah)
Heart cold, I been numb since the field trips
Life wild — lost friends, caught charges
Now the opps wanna tweet, we ain’t into that talkin’
Whole lotta losses turned me to a beast
Had to pray with a pole just to walk down the street
Devil in my ear, tryna fuck with my head
But I’m built for the war — I was born off the edge
[Verse 1]
Grew up broke, had roaches by the stove
Now it’s big plates, lobster in my robe
Don’t act tough, we know you a joke
Tryna slide? We gon’ turn his ass ghost
I done been through shit that’ll make you fold
Had to grip that steel when the world got cold
Ops tried spinnin’, we reversed them wheels
Now his face on a tee and his name in drills
Lost love, I don’t trust no bitch
Had a good heart, now I’m on some cold shit
Used to dream big, now I just plot
Move like a villain, but I pray to God
Streets ain’t sweet, better keep that ratchet
One slip up, now you food in a casket
I don’t talk much, I just scope and tag shit
If he move foul, we erase that caption
[Hook]
Couple opps got clapped, and I ain’t feel shit
Got scars, but I still walk fearless
I seen brothers get popped over nothin’
And fake love show up when they think you stuntin’
Gotta lose it all just to see who real
Ain’t no peace when you sleep with steel
Mama said “boy, you better change”
But this pain too deep, I was raised in flames
[Verse 2]
I got PTSD from the shit I seen
Tryna stay clean, but I dream in schemes
Whole lotta trauma I hide with a smile
Only feel peace when I’m gone for a while
Took a few L’s, bounced back like magic
Tryna stack M’s, not just IG captions
Still keep one in the cut for the static
Still got pain, but I dress it in fashion
Never been a saint, but I never been a rat
Got stabbed in the back, still ain’t look back
Gotta watch who you feed, they’ll envy your plate
Say “free the guys” when they threw the case
Say they spin? We don’t play that cap
We ain’t postin’ nothin’ ’til the opps collapse
Say a prayer when I load that clip
This soul too dark, I don’t feel no shit
[Hook – extended]
Couple opps got clapped, and I ain’t feel shit
Used to cry myself to sleep in a crib
Now I wake up with a Glock and a grip
And a dream I’ma die rich, no bitch
Devil in my ear, but God in my chest
Tryna outrun fate while I count my steps
You gotta lose a lot before the winnin’
Got hate in my heart but I’m still sinnin’
[Outro]
Uh… Cap-alot
Cold soul, I ain’t ask for this
Pain made me…
This shit real, no cap
Just me and my demons talkin’ back
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