| They was asking if I’m good |
| Imma start telling the truth to you niggas |
| Fuck it |
| Wishing that my doctor never got involved |
| But I got it covered like a bodyguard |
| They like «Iso, man you good?» |
| Nigga not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Demons talking to me but I’m nodding off |
| The devil fucking with me, told him knock it off, huh |
| But did the nigga listen to me, huh? |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Wishing that my doctor never got involved |
| But I got it covered like a bodyguard |
| They like «Iso, man you good?» |
| Nigga not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| NAA, that mean Not At All |
| Homie, I was in AA off the alcohol |
| I was sippin' ipecac like it was 'yak |
| Now I hit a block, go and skin it |
| My OG name’s Big Pharma, y’all |
| Smoke the OG like purp, they gon' harm us all |
| But I’m married to this shit, breaking common law |
| Somebody tellin' us |
| Champagne |
| Model broads |
| They think I’m livin' peachy but they got it wrong |
| Bloody bandaids |
| Cotton balls |
| That’s why I’m getting ink is all up on my arms |
| Yeah I’m pain |
| I got a ball |
| when I be speaking nigga, Holocaust |
| Get out my damn way |
| Or cut the water off |
| Made it out the MUD, homie hardy har |
| These niggas always thinking that it’s Mardi Gras until I’m masking up then get |
| the gun and off cut the party off |
| I feel like every chick a groupie to me |
| Love 'em? Not at all |
| I got a need thick bitch and you skinny like a Barbie doll |
| Falling off? |
| I would not do bitch, not at all |
| I be making bitches cum and that do not be hard at all |
| Delivery room |
| That’s how many bodies fall like I’m |
| Obviously I ain’t got it all |
| Peter Parker when I started but I’m off the wall |
| I be on another planet back and rise I’m on Mars |
| These niggas talkin' 'bout the one that they forgot about the fresh up off the |
| slaughterhouse |
| Come kick it like a soccer ball |
| Don’t wanna go to war like House of Shards |
| Soldiers never tire, got you flipping like an Armor All |
| That’s why to God I think I’m losin' and I’m highly off |
| Fuck it I’ll die right now, nigga problem solved |
| Wishing that my doctor never got involved |
| But I got it covered like a bodyguard |
| They like «Iso, man you good?» |
| Nigga not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Demons talking to me but I’m nodding off |
| The devil fucking with me, told him knock it off, huh |
| But did the nigga listen to me, huh? |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Wishing that my doctor never got involved |
| But I got it covered like a bodyguard |
| They like «Iso, man you good?» |
| Nigga not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Came a long way from the hospital |
| Can’t believe that I got this far |
| Momma, made it, I’m in awe |
| Holy top ramen I’m in raw |
| Funny I’m a criminal, comic con |
| Still got a sight for ambiance |
| Got a thick bitch, she play volleyball |
| And whenever we fuck I hops in raw |
| I blew up and so there’s my problems y’all |
| I’m manic as fuck but I’m handling stuff |
| I got them who give up is my monologue |
| I’m an angel, that devil keep talking |
| Y’all in my ear like he’s testing |
| not a car |
| I swim classical when chopping bars |
| I told 'em mental health matters, they said «not at all» |
| Go on tour they gave me every drug |
| It’s like they wanted me to relapse like Marshall no |
| I cut the news on, its looking like martial law |
| I prefer a Molotov, not a mazel tov |
| Be feeling so disconnected like I’m logging off |
| My therapist said «do you wanna talk», I said «not at all» |
| 'Cause every time I do I scream, Häagen-Dazs |
| I don’t wanna do Haldol at all |
| Memory so gone |
| So the business regurgitating the topic off |
| All of my tupperware tops are gone |
| She told me that I need to see a doctor, y’all |
| So I took her on a date to Doctor John’s |
| Literally remember when I was on |
| Fuck an autograph nigga, I’m signing off |
| Wishing that my doctor never got involved |
| But I got it covered like a bodyguard |
| They like «Iso, man you good?» |
| Nigga not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Demons talking to me but I’m nodding off |
| The devil fucking with me, told him knock it off, huh |
| But did the nigga listen to me, huh? |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Wishing that my doctor never got involved |
| But I got it covered like a bodyguard |
| They like «Iso, man you good?» |
| Nigga not at all, huh |
| Not at all, huh |
| Not at all |
| They like, they like «Iso, you good?» |
| Naw |
| I’m great |