Lyrics GUITAR MOON - Siren

I'm done with these fake friends
Cuz really they're hatin
It feels like they're prayin
Behind my back like that I won't make it
And boy were they wrong

Prophetic visions
Starting to see them too often
Poetic lyrics
Finally found out my callin
Might just lose my mind if they let me
Time for the green
I don't care if they ready
Or ready or not, I'm on the way
Keep on thinking that it's a game
I ain't gonna play
Rappers biting everybody else
Like how it taste
Carry my city on my back
My back breaks
Can't go to sleep at night
My back aches
Like what it takes
Can't give no names to the ones that did me rotten
Dirt on my name
Turned to soil, look how I blossom
Crabby mentality
They all trapped inside of a barrel
That's why my blackness feel like crack
When it's cracker's apparel
Cross the street
No looking back
Nigga won't no being careful
I been gone for too long
Moving past all my wrongs
I'm alright
Good guy here all along
I'm right here, I'm on site
Like wanna fight
Tryna duel like Hadouken
I'm rude with it
I'm a rude boy
Leave you toothless
Black and Blue mission
Like who crippin
Steady cruisin
How we move different

I'm done with these fake friends
Cuz really they're hatin
It feels like they're prayin
Behind my back like that I won't make it
Say I won't make it

What's with these snakes in my lawn
When my time had came on
I really won't feelin them
Spittin what's written
I'm sharing my visions
It's poisonous murderous venom
Rhymin ill synonyms feels like my mission
I'm ADHD crazy off Ritalin
Whites gave me English
I really won't feelin them
Came up to bus down
What section they sittin in
Added my slang
Now the effect keep on tripling
Back n Forth, play with yall boys
It's like Wimbledon
$IREN like why is yo shit always hittin
Sound the alarms cuz it's time for some spittin
Time for my realer ones to keep on listening
Blessed by my verses
New life like a christening
Tryna duel like Hadouken
I'm rude with it
I'm a rude boy
Leave you toothless
Black and Blue mission
Like who crippin
Steady cruisin
How we move different
Tell them move over
Move bitch
How we coming like a bulldozer
Coming with something fly
Leanin out the window
Shootin you right in yo eye
Didn't even try

Move bitch
Gettin hit with this ruler dick
Options like I might choose yo bitch
Pointin at her, like hittin
Now I'm gettin my mission
Now I'm dancin like crippin
Now I'm countin blue Benji's
Now I'm gettin expensive
Now I'm bout to get rented
Crazy flow, gotta admit it

I'm done with these fake friends
Cuz really they're hatin
It feels like they're prayin
Behind my back like that I won't make it
Say I won't make it