Not a Regular Person - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

Done with the perkys

I don’t even feel like it’s working

I was playing the bench, I was lurking

On the block where they plotting on murking

You don’t even know I was hurting

I was fucked up, a bitch had me hurting

And I think she did it on purpose

I can’t fuck with the hate, I’m allergic

I feel like they had me on standby

See the pain in my damn eyes

I got out of jail and my mans died

I never sleep, I’m a vampire

I’m not a regular person

I can’t be giving out verses

I’m making the industry nervous

I’m still working through all the disturbance

I’m done with these Balenciagas

They keep on fucking my socks up

Nothing but foreigns behind us

We used to pull up in the Honda

Now every time that we pop up

We got to pull up in designer

We doing it just to remind us

To never go back to the bottom

They started off hating on me

Everybody debating on me

A nigga wrote a statement on me

My life, they want to take it from me

So I got a .380 on me

It ain’t never on safety, I be

Having all of this paper on me

I just hope you praying for me

I can tell you what happened

The streets turned me into a savage

I started off juggin' and trapping

Watch a couple a niggas get blasted

Way too much blood for a napkin

Won’t nobody tell you what happened

I’m good when you see me in traffic

Automatic in the Benz 4matic

In the S550 I’m speeding

Nigga you wouldn’t believe it

I came up from nothing I mean it

Now I’m living everything I was dreaming

I’m killing, I feel like I’m cheating

They kept on giving me reasons

Can’t nobody get in between us

Only us, I put that on everything

Fuck it up, fuck it up now

My nigga it’s just us now

Every Rollie getting bust down

Young niggas repping uptown

I was down but I’m up now

Fuck around with them fuck 'rounds

Ain’t no pounds or «what's ups» now

Pretty bitches hit me up now

I got on Saint Laurent, come here baby

I just wanted some company baby

I don’t want you to feel like I’m playing

Can I fuck you without you complaining?

Got no time for a lunch with you baby

I get bread, what the fuck is you saying?

I get fly on any different occasion

I be in and out of different locations

I can’t stop, I put on for this

Swear to god I put on for this

Had to move out my mama’s crib

Had to put in overtime for this

I can brag cause I’m confident

I’m the man, ain’t no stopping it

I don’t got to wait for a shopping list

I want to body a fit then I’m copping it

I fuck it up, fuck it up now

Every Rollie getting bust down

Young niggas repping uptown

I was down but I’m up now

Ain’t no pounds or «what's ups» now

My nigga it’s just us now

I’m not a regular person, I’m not a regular person

I’m not a regular person, I’m not a regular person

I’m not a regular person