I've been singing my shit in Lo-FI
I don't smoke really, I'm anxious when there's no high
Every plane I try to get on it's like I'm no fly
People fuck around in this city like they won't die
Till there's no time

I been thinking about my old life
Way back when I was afraid of all those old eyes
Who tell me listen, go back and live with your kind
Now I see 'em with tiki torches and they marching with a Q sign
In a cop car till it's shots fired

I live, right where it's risky
The richest who filthy, who vote just to kill me, and probably bill me
For having my funeral, this is unusual
They gon let you die off and buy tickets to the musical about you

None of its real
When you talk I just hear the way somebody told you to feel
You hitting the skid, but Jesus isn't taking the wheel
I keep saying that but these rappers end up taking the deal

And everyone steals, ain't nobody buying the shield
They bring the AR in the duffel they don't wanna conceal
Until it's revealed, bodies end up hitting the field
And no one does a thing for weeks until it's back into view

I've been singing my shit in Lo-FI
I don't smoke really, I'm anxious when there's no high
Every plane I try to get on it's like I'm no fly
People fuck around in this city like they won't die
Till there's no time

I been thinking about my old life,
Way back when I was afraid of all those old eyes
Who tell me listen, go back and live with your kind
I see with tiki torches they marching with a Q sign
In a cop car till it's shots fired

Ah ah ah ah ah
They keep walking like it's alright
I'm stuck in limbo
Ah ah ah ah ah
They keep walking like it's alright
I'm stuck in Limbo

You suffocate in a mask, I suffocate when they gas
You hate being called a racist, I hate confederate flags
You hate when people get canceled, you banning me over rap
You mad at no Merry Christmas, you spit at me when I fast
Yeah

Burn a cross on a retweet, everybody needs beef
I'll be fucking knee-deep, people screaming free speech
Tryna censor my lyrics they on repeat
I grew up in rap I got the receipts

American Cults, wearing a skull
On their bandana, like hoods, with triggers they wanna pull
My country or yours, if we on the same floor
You calling up saying ISIS is living here next door

And I just gotta be perfect, I'm always feeling so nervous
This shit is a circus, I fuck up a little, I'm dead cause I earned it
The world is worth it, and I wasn't worthy, if nobody heard me,
And all I know is I say what I mean when I'm working in Lo-Fi

I don't smoke really, I'm anxious when there's no high
Every plane I try to get on it's like I'm no fly
People fuck around in this city like they won't die
Till there's no time

I been thinking about my old life,
Way back when I was afraid of all those old eyes
Who tell me listen, go back and live with your kind
Now I see 'em with tiki torches and they marching with a Q sign
In a cop car till it's shots fired

Mmmm
They keep walking like it's alright
I'm stuck in limbo
Mmmm
They keep walking like it's alright
I'm stuck in Limbo