"Under My Tongue" lyrics
Man Iso what's brackin nigga
What's brackin wit it my nigga
Well you doin all this talkin about mental health
You ain't never told these niggas how you was gettin it in in the mental hospitals nigga?
Aye
Nigga
Shit
I don't know about these other muthafuckas
But I wasn't self-diagnosed
Defeats the purpose like a Diet Coke
I was taking medication by the dose
With a bad nurse bitch tryna go
And two armed guards standing by the door
Like a bank teller what? Gotta roll!
Pull the pill out no letting throttle go
She know I ain't finna take shit
Like a constipated nigga tryna go
But it's a lot of folks that wanna try the dope
I get a trey from em truth I was on
For the food barter just a young thug
Trying tune chi like Holly Grove
Cause my energy was kinda low
Came from the mayats
Got Ghost by the time he rose
A role model, you just worried bout the model hoes
My kids watch me fill up my dawgy's bowl
Call that paw patrol
But like Lonnie playing soccer bro
We ain't got Common goals
Game genie in the game with me
Always played real and stuck by the codes, I got it though
I came from pushing them pills inside the system like a Doctors note
So I ain't talkin bout rapping fast when I'm letting this chopper go
But you the one with problems though nigga, hold up
I had them pills under my tongue
I was trappin' out the mental ward
(I keep it a G)
All these rap suckas fakin' on the gang
You ain't been before
(Niggas ain't seen what I done seen)
But that's the type of shit that made me psycho
(Shit you niggas ain't me)
You ain't ever lived my life bro (nah)
Niggas be talkin' like they crazy
And they rap like they tough
Never had the board of mental health
Put em in no fucking shackles and cuffs (nah)
Momma standing right there like sorry but they had to because
She knew I'd end up killing a couple of YOU and me after it's done (right)
Hearing niggas like rap like it's fun (uh huh)
When I'm out here packin' these guns (uh huh)
51-50 when they come get me
One up is that I've become
Meaning I'ma get sent to facilities
Thee inability freedom is stripped from me
People be kidding me, me they pretend to be
Load up a Nina and blacken the sun
Because they try to give me that poison
I hid that with my tongue (aye)
They be trafficking people in here trafficking drugs (aye)
Hella Organs they mailin' in like African Blood (aye)
No real help sounds fishy me asking for some (aye)
That a been dumb but it had to be done
Imagine these Tragedies having a son
The fact that I need to go back and get treated though
While all these rappers be jackin' my stuff?
Hard to fathom like a Jab to the gut
The Star is at war call me Jabba The Hutt
Peace I will not make it back to the hut
So I sell me a pill like I trap for the judge (nigga)
I had them pills under my tongue
I was trappin' out the mental ward
(I keep it a G)
All these rap suckas fakin' on the gang
You ain't been before
(Niggas ain't seen what I done seen)
But that's the type of shit that made me psycho
(Shit you niggas ain't me)
Cuz you ain't ever lived my life bro (nah)
But that's the type of shit that made me psycho
Cuz you ain't ever lived my life bro
What's brackin wit it my nigga
Well you doin all this talkin about mental health
You ain't never told these niggas how you was gettin it in in the mental hospitals nigga?
Aye
Nigga
Shit
I don't know about these other muthafuckas
But I wasn't self-diagnosed
Defeats the purpose like a Diet Coke
I was taking medication by the dose
With a bad nurse bitch tryna go
And two armed guards standing by the door
Like a bank teller what? Gotta roll!
Pull the pill out no letting throttle go
She know I ain't finna take shit
Like a constipated nigga tryna go
But it's a lot of folks that wanna try the dope
I get a trey from em truth I was on
For the food barter just a young thug
Trying tune chi like Holly Grove
Cause my energy was kinda low
Came from the mayats
Got Ghost by the time he rose
A role model, you just worried bout the model hoes
My kids watch me fill up my dawgy's bowl
Call that paw patrol
But like Lonnie playing soccer bro
We ain't got Common goals
Game genie in the game with me
Always played real and stuck by the codes, I got it though
I came from pushing them pills inside the system like a Doctors note
So I ain't talkin bout rapping fast when I'm letting this chopper go
But you the one with problems though nigga, hold up
I had them pills under my tongue
I was trappin' out the mental ward
(I keep it a G)
All these rap suckas fakin' on the gang
You ain't been before
(Niggas ain't seen what I done seen)
But that's the type of shit that made me psycho
(Shit you niggas ain't me)
You ain't ever lived my life bro (nah)
Niggas be talkin' like they crazy
And they rap like they tough
Never had the board of mental health
Put em in no fucking shackles and cuffs (nah)
Momma standing right there like sorry but they had to because
She knew I'd end up killing a couple of YOU and me after it's done (right)
Hearing niggas like rap like it's fun (uh huh)
When I'm out here packin' these guns (uh huh)
51-50 when they come get me
One up is that I've become
Meaning I'ma get sent to facilities
Thee inability freedom is stripped from me
People be kidding me, me they pretend to be
Load up a Nina and blacken the sun
Because they try to give me that poison
I hid that with my tongue (aye)
They be trafficking people in here trafficking drugs (aye)
Hella Organs they mailin' in like African Blood (aye)
No real help sounds fishy me asking for some (aye)
That a been dumb but it had to be done
Imagine these Tragedies having a son
The fact that I need to go back and get treated though
While all these rappers be jackin' my stuff?
Hard to fathom like a Jab to the gut
The Star is at war call me Jabba The Hutt
Peace I will not make it back to the hut
So I sell me a pill like I trap for the judge (nigga)
I had them pills under my tongue
I was trappin' out the mental ward
(I keep it a G)
All these rap suckas fakin' on the gang
You ain't been before
(Niggas ain't seen what I done seen)
But that's the type of shit that made me psycho
(Shit you niggas ain't me)
Cuz you ain't ever lived my life bro (nah)
But that's the type of shit that made me psycho
Cuz you ain't ever lived my life bro
Writer(s): Gulledge Tarrel Cornelious
