CICADA - AHC

It’s my time

Workin' now it’s my time

I’ve been waiting in my line

Patient, now gotta grind

Fine

‘Til you try to fuck me up

Don’t remember went wrong

I been seeing the signs, I sigh

I’m not afraid break it down

I’m looking back up at you

Push it down to the ground

Who the fuck are you?

I dont think you don’t realize how it comes across

Bringing hot shit, like I murdered Jack Frost

Fuck off

Just fuck off, the noise

Sharpen on my ears

Make me quiero destroy

Every motherfucker tryna play me

Like, I know what’s going on

I’m a smart bitch, that can recognize a fraud

Your flaws, not my fault be an adult

So I keep it locked down like a trapped vault

At this point, do you think I even give a fuck

Ya no puedo estar contigo

I’m ‘bouta jump

I’m at the limit

Who do you think you are?

God damn

Who do you think you are?

I don’t even

P-p-p-p-pick apart

Mind, gotta deploy

All my feelings out the window

Now I’m fuckin annoyed

Like a psychopath

Rippin' it shreds

‘Til your fuckin dead

Cut you up bad

Put you on a piece of bread

Lately feel like I’m on a delay

Que pasando am I okay

Okay?

Something that I haven’t been in a long time

But I’ll keep lyin'

Sayin' everything’s fine

I don’t hate you

But you need to shut, shut up

Feel a homicide

Coming from my inside

Can’t control

I’m a blow up like a landmine

Watch your step

Gap the mind

Why’re you actin' different

Waste my time

Goodbye

Just tryna get by

Can’t pick a side

Cuz you know I’m like-

Wo, Kiki

Shooter of cripy

A.C.A.B gang quarantine

Gramos sixteen

Cueros sin fin

Como muevo por aqui

Y el cop ni sospecha de mi Uo

B 4 4 en el counter strike

Repartiendo rappi me corto una bike

Un flow que supera millones de likes

Clean clean limpia mis nike

Salgo a josear quiza no vuelva mas

No respeto gangsta q no son de na

Falta a los míos y caemos en manada

Con esa hoe no quiero mas na

Me causa rechazo que va inventar

Me acuerdo ese hachazo de pussy social

Dijo que era a rosca y estaba falseada

Esa comida ya estaba pasada

Rollin mary holy holy moli no llamo a la police

Haz la cuenta 70−30 todo pa mi nariz

You can’t

You will never understand

Let it go

I’ll never stand a chance

Never sail away

Help me

Never satisfied

Stuck inside my body

My whole life, everybody lied

Tryna self destruct, I am not enough

I am not e-

Fuck that

Give me myself back

Fuck that

Put me back on track

How is that fair that talk down to me

Not a little bitch

I attack cause I fuckin' held back

Scale back

If you can’t tell that

I’m doing everything

Obvious you can’t accept that

They’re scared that

They know i m gonna make it

Cuz I see in the eyes

Of all the people that surround me

Round me, round me

You know, they see

Blame me, blame me

Take control of yourself

Motherfucker I know