Hey You There, Descipher This - SYBYR

I’m not full, no bread bitch, had to get it, had to rob 'em

I’m not for the straddles, I ain’t even got a problem

Fuck the weight and truth bitch I don’t like to wait at all

No, I don’t know what to say

How to feel, what you think?

Fuck the shit, let it sink

We gon' break these niggas brain

Finna pay me for the rest, I put more fucks through everyday

Acting like I gave a shit about what niggas had to say

You ever feel like you got too much in your head, but you don’t really say much

'n' shit?

This is exactly what it is, you know?

I don’t even—

I don’t understand what the fuck is going on

I mean—I just—you know?

You pour so much into it until you don’t give a fuck no more

And that’s exactly what this is, you know?

Welcome to hell and this exactly what this is

Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome

We-we gon' go—

We gon' go deeper and its gon' get worse

I swear to god, it will get fucking worse

I’m not fucking kidding to you