Intro
Keepin' you close
I been takin' [?] for a long time, yeah (Hahaha, Nene)
Let me talk my shit
Know you had it rough but you also love it rough
Put your hands behind your back and show me how you clutch
When I'm feelin' low, I take drugs to turn me up
And if I'm feelin' low, show me how you turn me up
'Cause I got way too much inside my system (Inside my system)
I got way too much inside my system (Inside my system)
I got way too much inside my system (Inside my system)
I got way too much inside my system (Yeah)
(Almighty Nate)

Verse 1
Twenty racks inside my pocket, I'ma blow it all
The way I'm spendin' money, niggas think I'm showin' off
My bitch a diamond, you can't find her, I can't show her off
I can't get bit by those piranhas, I gotta move precautious (Yeah)
I see 'em peakin' in my window, I might just let 'em in
Got body bags for all my opps, I'm just tryna get 'em in
I stomp when I walk but they don't know when I'm steppin' in (Yeah)
Yeah, my pistol talkin', clarify what I represent (Yeah, yeah)
These niggas wanna take my life, I feel it in the air
I feel 'em creepin' down my block, I gotta be aware
I know the day gon' come and when it do I'll be prepared
The reaper knockin' on my door, I swear this shit ain't fair (Yeah)

Pre-Chorus
So I keep a clip filled up with hollows
Put some in my bottle
'Cause you ain't goin' home tonight
And for all I know, I might not make it home tonight (No, yeah, yeah)

Chorus
So what's gon' turn me up
When you bring up all them bitches, man, I swear that turn me up
When I got 'em all suspicious, man, I swear that turn me up
When I put some in my system, man, I swear that turn me up (Yeah)

Verse 2
I can't let 'em know my art of war
Before I ever learn, I gotta hit the hardest wall
I love to finish shit, that's why I start 'em all
You push me down, I kick you down, who had the harder fall? (Yeah)
I love my Sprite with a shadow in it
I sent them demons but I ain't know that you was battlin' 'em
Your bitch broke, could get rocked if I got my paddles with me
Before I milk them niggas, I make sure my cattle with me
I would fuck your friend but I don't, you got a fatter pussy
I knock it out the park like I brought different batters with me
I know how to step my shit up like I walk around with ladders me (Yeah)
Had different options to fuck over but it had to be me
And every time y'all fuck me over, y'all be flatterin' me
(Yeah, you had to make it all about you)
(All about you)

Pre-Chorus
So I keep a clip filled up with hollows
Put some in my bottle
'Cause you ain't goin' home tonight
And for all I know, I might not make it home tonight (No, yeah, yeah)

Chorus
So what's gon' turn me up
When you bring up all them bitches, man, I swear that turn me up
When I got 'em all suspicious, man, I swear that turn me up
When I put some in my system, man, I swear that turn me up

Outro
Keepin' you close
I don't know [?] what it was with you
Every time
I been gettin' off my mind