capital punishment Lyrics

As I get older I appreciate my elders more

Family of lost boys, never-land is evermore

Name a bigger fall off than 6ix9ine or the Ellen Show

We on album number three, and I still got like seven more

A dog, a fly, a car, a bitch who wanna see it all

And I be tryna push the pain away like white girls at a mall

Every day they tryna sell me on some shit that's been around

Girl I like those pants but I wanna see the zipper down

Grow a boy up, just to beat 'em out and clip him down

Chew it up, spit it out, taste good, oregano

I'm raking in green and I grew it from the ground

Money and weed, we exchanging by the pound

H@mpton. on the FM, this the new sound

Bitch I make music for the…three thou'

No consumer produce

I produce the shit outta music for the soul improvement

Moving to the groove, okay

Bitches think they funny

I know violence ain't the answer but I wanna sock 'em in the face

If you making fun of me and hitting on my babe

Boy, you so fucking lame

I thought I'd be a good man by 16

But I'm 16 now and I'm still the same

I ain't got no confidence, I'm prominently opposite

(Too far south, yeah too far down)

I ain't got no confidence and often it's because you're not here

(Too far south, too far south)

I ain't got no confidence, I'm prominently opposite

(Too far south, yeah too far down)

I ain't got no confidence and often it's because you're not here

(Too far south, too far south)

I ain't got no confidence, I'm prominently opposite

(Too far south, yeah too far down)

I ain't got no confidence and often it's because you're not here

(Too far south, too far south)