BEFORE U READ THA VERSE, WHEN I GET TO THA "BANDIT" PART IM TALKIN BOUT MY EX....HIM AN HIS BOYS CALLED THEMSELVES "BANDITS" BACK IN HIGHSCHOOL.......now, enjoy

In real life I dress like a model, walkin wit a swish an never no waddle
But everythings so fucked up an I stay so hollow, faded, drownin at tha bottom of a bottle
You doin it fa fun, I do it cuz I *have-to*
Let shit stay in tha past?? Man I aint got a *past-dude*
Its my present, my future, it is wut *it-is*
These fears incesant, thinkin like who told my secrets....all I do is *trick-bitch*
Thought nuthin could *phase-my-ass*, now Im thinkin *todays-my-last* as tha *sprays-flew-past*
It hurts cuz they from tha same hood that *raised-my-ass* just kno that I wuz *raised-ta-blast*
An to tha mufuckas turnin in ta bitches, I hate snitches, U just out fa riches
It wuz known in a quickness, u tha only witness, said nuttin but a word now ya fam finna be layin in ditches
An to tha nigga that "loved me" u aint neva been a *bandit*
Found out yo mistakes an shut u down, opps I *banned-it*
Thought u had me branded, fa life....said I'd ride
But now here I am wishin you'd die, ashamed ta say u made me cry
U shouldnt mean that *much-ta-me* shoulda known yo ass wuz lyin when u said u wuz *luvin-me*
Quit *frontin-please*, game over Im actin like its *nuthin-see*
An that aint even half of tha bullshit, fuck full clips my hoods sick havin ta *bury-my-crew*
Shootin up my block an then hidin, only one actin *scary-is-you*
My OG dead an tha Generations aint doin nuthin about it, dawg I wont allow it FUCK IT Im bout it
Im rainin on ya'lls parade thats why tha sky clouded, Im hyped feelin rowdy
Ready ta take ova this world an get ya set out it, bitch doubt it
U say u *bleed-blue* then why I leave u *covered-in-red*
Ya hood dont *need-you* thats why *another-is-dead*