Futuristic - Anti-Social lyrics

[Verse 1] Please, get your cameras out my face when I'm tryna eat, I might have to chop your f**in' hand off Everybody wanna ball with Zach, huh? I ain't talkin' Zach Randolph I be stayin' in the crib, I be eatin' good, watchin' TV like a grandpa Everybody wanna battle, I don't feel like rappers, swear that I'm too grown for a motherf**in' standoff Yo, leave me alone, boy, I'm in my zone, give me the throne, n***a, watch your tone And everything I got I made it happen on my own, from the corner store to a rolling stone, now I'm makin' Lisa moan And I don't like to conversate with anybody, tryna make it to the lobby, to the whip, I got sh** to do I'm by myself or I'm with the crew, do a show, take a ho then hit the room, boom [Hook] I don't f** with you, I don't f** with you I don't f** with you, I don't f** with you Sorry if I'm anti-social, I'm anti-social Forgive me if I'm anti-social, I'm anti-social [Verse 2] Price on my head like a Bible in the game, honestly, I just been trying to refrain From k**ing all of these n***as that's been drivin' in my lane Tellin' stories on my name like the novel is gonna change Obsessing over me is driving you insane and the lies that you have claimed will arise on a different day And when the truth hits the lens, I'm already flying away Just to get a call to hear someone apologize for the fake, ugh I keep it real like my first name B, they tryna take shots at me like my first name G That's a Hardball reference, I was only ten, snuck in to the theaters like, "This sh** PG-13?" In the road by myself, nobody close to the kid, I'm like a soda, I'm exploding when you open the lid You wanna beef? This is close as it gets, I don't mention phony n***as, homie, you already know what it is, I'm gone [Hook] I don't f** with you, I don't f** with you I don't f** with you, I don't f** with you Sorry if I'm anti-social, I'm anti-social Forgive me if I'm anti-social, I'm anti-social [Verse 3] I been through a lot, when you make money you do a lot, ten years climbing to the top Everybody steady hating, tryna drag you down to lose your spot, I got a record from them stupid cops A mixed kid but my pigment is strictly n***a, when they see me they don't think that our mamas is prolly friends Racism is still alive and it's breathing but we keep it in the closet like the child called it, uh Loose lips is bigger than Jigga's, a secret never sacred when you're making figures Them same homies that was banging with you, would trade your friendship to the press to have you framed and leave you hanging up just like a picture And women thirsty need a pitcher full of water, if I hit it and her n***a tripping, it's gon' be a problem If you step up to me, I might have to throw like Randy Johnson 'til he's unresponsive, I prolly shouldn't be out this often, I'm gone [Hook] I don't f** with you, I don't f** with you I don't f** with you, I don't f** with you I don't f** with you, I don't f** with you I don't f** with you, I don't f** with you I don't f** with you, I don't f** with you I don't f** with you, I don't f** with you Sorry if I'm anti-social, I'm anti-social Forgive me if I'm anti-social, I'm anti-social I don't f** with you, I don't f** with you