Toxicity song is sung by . This song is penned by and composed by . It is produced by Sal Tarantino. This song was released on 06 Aug 2021.
DP: Franklin Ricart
Steadicam: Renard Cheren
1st AC: Allan Chavarria
2nd AC: Luciana Salinas
Colorist: Loren White
Odin’ off blessings but still attract all these enemies
Say they ain’t a cap, don’t know you, b**ch, you ain’t no kin to me
All these n**gas frauds, these b**ches too, act like they frenemies
Say, how one day you solid, the next day switchin’ up energy

I don’t talk too much, know a few n**gas who would sin for me
He talk, his block hit up, now all they got of him is memories
Foenem gon’ slide for us, don’t do no talk, no cash for sympathy
I know that I’m sinnin’, don’t give a f**k you think I’m trippin’
N**ga, I’m the one who done it

Lord, have mercy
F**k a opp, we hit his block
A n**ga talk, then we gon’ spin it
No, I can’t love you
They want smoke but duck the glock
When that s**t pop, believe I’m flippin’

All this pain, look what you’re doing to me
I’m stuck in this illusion, having lucid dreams
I started, can’t restart, I don’t know who I’ll be
Them feelings can’t make much
You blind but I can see, I can see, woah-woah

He love the glock, I send three shots then comprehend in slow-mo
They say you opp but don’t know s**t when you speak ’bout s**t they don’t know
Like broken cigarettes, comin’ .. Out the .. Like boom, boom
You at the scene, have to forget, the only way to move on
Please do so
They talk like they know who I am but I know you don’t
They speakin’ with me as somethin’ like a psycho, you know
Continuous, it’s f**king up my mind, dude

Betrayed by whom I love, that’s why I feel empty
They fraud and it shows, I move on although tricked me
A fool, yeah, I know, fool of love and it’s sickenin’
It’s true, yeah, I know, I’m the one who they wishin’
Look, I know my time comin’
And I know I’ll go not normal to them
I’m a psycho, not normal to them
I’m a psycho

Lord, have mercy
F**k a opp, we hit his block
A n**ga talk, then we gon’ spin it
No, I can’t love you
They want smoke but duck the glock
When that s**t pop, believe I’m flippin’

All this pain, look what you’re doing to me
I’m stuck in this illusion, having lucid dreams
I started, can’t restart, I don’t know who I’ll be
Them feelings can’t make much
You blind but I can see, I can see, woah-woah