Earl Sweatshirt - UNKNOWN 5/5 lyrics

My n***a say he miss them older days But I ain't know to break or fold the shape I know the stakes and I know my place I mow the gra** so I throw the snakes out with gash I'm just watchin' rats while they watching cheese And I watch the hogs while they watching me I'm just watchin' the rats while they watching cheese And watch the hogs while they watching me Someone f**ing talk to me Please don't f**ing talk to me, doggy It's not space between this rock and this hard place I be caught between all day, I hear foot steps in the hallway I hear sleep's cousin at arm's length, I don't sleep There's no sheep for me to count in the farm land But dro cheap Turned 21 and said peace to my bo-peep But my blow still on stove heat, stroll through my old street Stoned, crack a cold one for my dead and gone ones Got strong lungs, might mug buts it's all love n***a lost weight, so I use both palms when I grub Cross state for the f**ing check, like a old n***a prostate Running up, moms think I'm dunking 'em I got a girl, half the time I just think I'm falling out of love with her, it's f**ed up Other half the time, hammer time, I'm tryna f** something That n***a disgust, you could trust I won't pick up, tryna hit me 'bout a plus one Stomach full off of eating another n***as lunch up Stuck in the middle of the wolves and they issues Everybody got they fronts up Run some credentials like you're Forrest Gump It's a stick up, don't get punched up My n***a, when they jump out the pick up don't get jumped It's a stick up, don't get punched up My n***a, when they jump out the whip I don't front, cause I front-line, not the dumb kind neither I don't like people, still ducking one time cause I like grieving The shroom make my eyes tear up, the truth make my sky clear up