Anonymuz - 818 lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Lil' bit, yeah, yeah yeah

Been in this shit since 8-9
Back then, shit was like '02
Back then, shit was like A9
Back then, nigga might roast you
Back then, living bicoastal
But like no mood to try and 'proach you
It's like bad news, or like old news
Or like sad music, like slow tunes
What my dad doing? Don't know, shit
Half muted emotions
Don't ask me, I won't answer
That's taboo as it's gon' get
Trapped in my little mind
(Trapped in my little mind)
That's what it feels like
Half of you feel tight
Half of you feel like shit straight
(Shit straight)
Might be a good day, might be a bad time
Might be a hood day, might be a landmine
Might need to look, A might be a vampire
Don't sleep (Don't sleep, don't sleep)
Might be the hook or it might
Be the hand I'm dealt with
Flyin' high inside, never land
Nope I never land 'cause I'm selfish
And I really can't help it, shit

818 (818) , made a scene (Made a scene)
Save yourself (Save yourself)
Save your dreams (Save your dreams)
818 (818) , stay asleep (Stay asleep)
Save your block (Save your block)
Save your peeps (Save your peeps)
818 (818) , made a scene (Made a scene)
Save yourself
(Save yourself) , stay asleep (Stay asleep)
818 (818) , wake up, wake up yeah, 818 (818)
Wake up (8-8) , wake up

Niggas can't tell me shit, this my home
Whip on road, shit's on go
Been up in that kitchen cookin' shit
That's finna hit your soul
Niggas in my city always
Bitchin' on the digital
But, if it's a problem they won't
See me in the physical typical (Typical)
Been the same nigga from the jump, though
Still got love for you, but it isn't much
Though still got somethin' for you if you
Want to run it though, ayy
See you when I see you
I ain't finna throw shade
I got winter time moves in the summer
So play with the kid and you might
Get another whole face
Boy, and we can get it cracking, mane
Just send the location
(Send that shit, nigga)
When you gon' change yourself?
When you gon' grow up?
When you gon' blow up, boy?
When you don't blame yourself
Underrated, underpaid, under nations
Under God run from Satan, lust for patience
Fucking up, come down, boy, you fucking up
You know these niggas never fucked with us
But, I got your back (Got your back)
Dawg, don't slack (Dawg, don't slack)
This your fate (This your fate)
Not your path (Not your path)
This your tape (This your tape)
Talk your smack (Talk your shit, nigga)
This your face (This your face)
Not your mask, damn