Iso Songtext
von PG RA

(Damn, Glacier, this one finna kill these niggas)
(Ayy, ayy, who you said made that beat?)

I got too much drugs up in my system
I can′t feel my face, I think I'm tripping, bitch, I′m geeked
I don't want nobody 'round me
I feel like I been really fighting demons in my sleep
Don′t even try to talk to me
Save it, baby, I ain′t tryna hear it
Trust issues make 'em say I′m in my feelings
I feel like everybody out to get me

I ain't feeling my vibe lately
I been clutching my iron lately
I been watching my niggas, ′cause I don't know why, but I feel like they tryna snake me
I think everybody tryna play me
Side-eye my bitch, acting like she ain′t shit, when I know that she tryna save me
Swear this life shit get crazy
My moods been switching daily
If it weren't for my kids, I don't know where I′d be, but for them, I′m tryna make it


That same old tree, I'm still shaking
Praying that something big gon′ fall out
When the time come, we all gon' ball out
Got a lot on my shoulders, you know I′m a soldier
I promise that I ain't gon′ fall down
Even when all the odds against me
It's just me and big God and this blicky
Staying cool, I can't feed off they energy

Making moves to go get it by any means
Say he harder than who, is you kidding me?
I do damage to niggas on any beat
For the streets, I am not for the industry
Sympathy, I can′t have it for enemies

I got too much drugs up in my system
I can′t feel my face, I think I'm tripping, bitch, I′m geeked
I don't want nobody ′round me
I feel like I been really fighting demons in my sleep
Don't even try to talk to me
Save it, baby, I ain′t tryna hear it
Trust issues make 'em say I'm in my feelings
I feel like everybody out to get me


I know that these niggas envy
I′m good with the bad intentions
Cool cat just mack and listen
Sit back and just pay attention
Whack something since you say you did it
Get active, let me see how you living
When that pressure hit, niggas ain′t with it
That's why I can′t get knocked off my pivot

Went from standing on blocks with a semi
To a glass house with nothing but windows
Gave my mama five racks and the Louis
But shit, that was last December
Tryna think 'bout what bag to get her now
Just think ′bout the bag we getting now
These niggas be really bitches calling
This rap shit really silly

Whole gang full of really dealies
Underrated, I'm still the realest
Can′t underpay me, I'm worth a million
I pray to the streets like church, nigga
Shit hit so deep, it hurt, nigga
Still learning how to practice what I preach
Every real nigga got flaws, even me

I got too much drugs up in my system
I can't feel my face, I think I′m tripping, bitch, I′m geeked
I don't want nobody ′round me
I feel like I been really fighting demons in my sleep
Don't even try to talk to me
Save it, baby, I ain′t tryna hear it
Trust issues make 'em say I′m in my feelings
I feel like everybody out to get me