[Intro]
You know it's crazy 'cuz
I be sippin' Henny on the daily (Sebz Beats, baby)
In my feelin's and shit, yeah
Fuck, I'm off that Henny right now
(Ay, Tweeko mixed this, you know, it sounds cold)
Yeah
Huh, look

[Verse]
How come the villains never get no love? (Hitsquad)
Surrounded by these arms but I can't get a hug (Baap, braap)
And real recognize real so you can't get a spud (Nah)
I'm steady drownin' in this liquor, roll another skud (Oh shit)
I got my sentence and they said I need another judge (Fuck 'em)
What the fuck? Yawm al-Qiyamah, I ain't even touch (Ay, fuck the court, man)
Well fuck it, I guess I'ma just roll with the punch (Oh shit)
Mackerel curry for my lunch (Oh shit), know thеy wanna see me slumped (Hitsquad, baby)
Look, they еxtended my sentence (What else?), I extended my page (What else? Got to writin' in that bitch)
Yeah, extendin' my rage
I extended my arms, they extended my pain
I stepped out with a pendant but they think that I changed (Oh shit)
I extend with a aim and do a 'ootin' (Braap)
My n***a, ain't no friends in the game, we ain't recruitin' (Hitsquad, baby)
I see n***as change for a change, fuckin' stupid (Sheisty)
One of my n***as caught him in [?], thought he was too slick (Yuck)
Could've got way more if you stayed (For real), can't take no more of the fake (I'm real)
We on FaceTime, you act like you get bored of my face (Tell you how I feel)
Banged up, I wanna see you for the whole of the day (I get off a pill)
'Cah on the wing, I'm tryna leave him with a hole in his face (Ayo, I gotta chill)
I be surpressin' my emotions (Hold it down), I bill it up
That's my method for the copin', deficient love
I said "Fuck it", did my own ting (I'm on my lonesome)
Yeah, I be thuggin' on my own ting (I be rollin')
Look, ain't seen a movie where the villains get a chance (Tryna live mine)
I came home, they gave a driller an advance (Ay Ian, I like)
I show my arse and grab my nuts, don't give a fuck (Oh shit)
Like fuck a basic or a standard or enhanced (Ay, free the guys, tryna live life)
I'm tryna blast, fuck a recall and fuck the system (Middle finger)
'Cah if I stay free, it's me v. me, no competition (Ain't no one realer)
I'm reminiscin' rockin' G on G just for the slippers (Big spiller)
I'm in a cell, it's me and Mr King discussin' bitches
Like pass the lighter and some backstraps (Ay, I swear we got a ounce)
I barricade and hop on Snapchat, watchin' everybody turn up while I just sat back (Oh shit)
Know there's more to live than the palava and the hashtags
But if he disrespect, no, I won't have that (Woof)
Which part? Before that, I'ma make him disappear like it was witchcraft (I up the score, Hitsquad, baby)
Believe me, go check my CV (Oh shit)
My dreads be hangin' in my face, can barely see me (Nah)
I think it's calm, I'm tryna mask the pain from all my street beats (It's hard)
The villains need lovin' too (Yeah)
I'm the one but I'm still out screamin' number two (Throw up a V)
Pick up a gun, give it a hug, I should be huggin' you (C'est la vie)
I'm busy slidin' on them pussies, should be in the cooch' (Baap, braap)
I'm in the ride holdin' a fully, should be in the coupe (Baap, braap)
Or I'm inside, I'm writin' rhymes, I should be in the booth (Oh shit)
Look, locked up in a cage, I should be in a zoo (The 'Naarm)
They call me a villain but I feel like Gru (Huh, yeah)
Hitsquad, baby