RAGER BOYZ (feat. Young Thug)

Yeah
Mhm
Yeah, yeah

I've been feeling like I (Mm)
Loving myself to get by (Ah)
That's my reality (Yeah)
All my days I don't know (Yeah)
What ev' happened to me (Go)
Hope for the best, take these shots (Yeah, yeah)
Hope I feel some relief
Hardest loaded ammo (Ah-ah)
Let's go to war when I sleep (Ah)
Yeah, I'm zipping out, walls are closing in
I'm in too deep, woah-woah
When this darkness where my demons like to be
No one understands and [?] fearing therapy (Woah-woah)
(Woo)

Yeah, I'm in it (Ah-ah-ah)
Something here is off
Nothing's really opened, dawg
I'm screaming: Motherfuck the law (Fuck 'em)
Nigga wishing (Ah-ah-ah)
On a shooting star
Hoping I can make it, yah
I pray on my knees (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm in it (Ah-ah-ah)
Something here is off
Nothing's really opened, dawg
I'm screaming: Motherfuck the law (Fuck 'em)
Nigga wishing (Yeah)
On a shooting star
[?] Practice my world, man (Yeah)

Ayy
I told the judge, I'm prolly biggest off
I told the bitch, she can't be charging me for Saint Laurent
Yeah, I told my baby not to break the law
I told my baby mama, careful not to get involved
Yeah, this bitch is bad and she got plenty jaws
Plenty wars, pussy raw, raw
I got Saint Laurent
I told her: Get some fire, throw on [?]
How your hat say White Sox and you from the Bronx? (Woo)

Yeah, I'm in it (Ah-ah-ah)
Something here is off
Nothing's really opened, dawg
I'm screaming: Motherfuck the law (Fuck 'em)
Nigga wishing (Ah-ah-ah)
On a shooting star
Hoping I can make it, yah
I pray on my knees (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm in it (Ah-ah-ah)
Something here is off
Nothing's really opened, dawg
I'm screaming: Motherfuck the law (Fuck 'em)
Nigga wishing (Yeah)
On a shooting star
[?] Practice my world, man (Yeah)

Some' to think about is sky's falling, crumbling
Can't save 'em all, it's fuck the world and send the heat
[?] Shit and orange rich, smelling tangerine
I'm a mad man
Get out mine with Lamborghini
Hands are speeding, demons chasing out 'em
Make way for the rager boys
But in my mind 'til the early morn'
Shrugging like she [?]
Dripped out on Sunday
Love [?] on the runway (Woo)

Yeah, I'm in it (Ah-ah-ah)
Something here is off
Nothing's really opened, dawg
I'm screaming: Motherfuck the law (Fuck 'em)
Nigga wishing (Ah-ah-ah)
On a shooting star
Hoping I can make it, yah
I pray on my knees (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm in it (Ah-ah-ah)
Something here is off
Nothing's really opened, dawg
I'm screaming: Motherfuck the law (Fuck 'em)
Nigga wishing (Yeah)
On a shooting star
[?] Practice my world, man (Yeah)