Charles Hamilton - Three Pound Bullet lyrics

I can't wait till the rodeo stops
And the bullshit I face gets thrown
It don't stop
I show and go no motive loathin my foes
Strokin' the hoes that didn't notice when
The dough was so low
Yeah I know I'm so hot, but I gotta chill
I gotta knot at the bottom of my heel
From running shit and I don't wanna heal
Wanna feel pain
While I'm runnin' this here game
Give it to me everyone is real
Strange, to the person that strange, be real
I may be ill but my ways are amazing
Take a vacation I'm layin' with
A babe that feels that
I need to be protected by the navy seals
Cause, I'm so precious that I may be steal
Well I meant stolen, but when the kid go in
I attack your eardrum, with a Kimbo hit

Loading up the son of a gun
There's a three pound bullet in the sky
Just accept my number as one
So, please, don't pull me from the skyyy

If it's all love
Cool address any issues directly to me
It's a bless you, and
Tissue type a transaction
It's just what's right
You like the fan bad shit fuck your life
Flame on
My fire melts water when it's not frozen
Not joking, friends say I should stop smoking
I tell them all lick there lips
I got a list of 6 people
Legitimately I give a shit about
Them niggas figured it out, you
Violate me, forget it nigga, you out
Smiling faces of those who are on violation
Misery says
Finally some people will visit me
So as you sit there, happy as a pig and slop
I live a lot
Piss Ciroc into a river of scotch
The drinking water is tainted
And all of you taste it
And all of you hate it
But it's all of your favorite hah

Loading up the son of a gun
There's a three pound bullet in the sky
Just accept my number as one
So, please, don't pull me from the skyyy

Have I polluted your mind with
The music of my, beautiful
I do it too many times to myself
To not be felt by the numb brains
Some days I walk around my
House getting dumb brain
Until my sheets got cum stains that blend
On the dress of a lady that came to win
Or came when she knew that the
Game would begin when I came
And I vent about the day that
I spent this whole verse try to articulate
As smart as I made accept myself to be
I don't respect myself, you see
Cause respect can make his neck
Come check for me
I'm a check to it, no checks for me
I'm a grown ass man being
Treated like a f-ing she
Quarantined from this sex disease
It's called love
So fuck it, loathe my existence
I'm still here, goin' the distance

Loading up the son of a gun charles Hamilton
There's a three pound bullet in the sky

Ayo

Just accept my number as one
So, please, don't pull me from the skyyy