PSYCHO ICON - Curtis Waters

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Bitch, I’m going psycho, can’t keep my eyes closed

When you see me, better treat me like an icon

Bitch I’m going psycho, can’t keep my eyes closed

When you see me, better treat me like an icon (yeah, yeah)

It’s the brown skin chronicles, working at the tropical

I dropped out and made a milli, said it was impossible

The checks keep piling up, so I started wilding, yeah

Haven’t slept in weeks 'cause I’m obsessed with making heat

I can see, see, see, see, see through the phonies

They see me, me, me, me, me as an opportunity

Tee tee tee tee tee, my own homies turned on

Me, me, me, me, me

Bipolar high-low, broke out the cycle

I got money, I ain’t begging to go viral

I followed my goals, I did it my way

Now I’m autopilot, getting sucked off on the highway

Bitch, I’m not the president, I don’t wanna shake your hand

I ain’t trynna buddy buddy, I ain’t trynna make amends

I just do this for my mom so she never work again

Once my wallet fat enough, you won’t see me here again

I’m an icon

Bitch, I’m going psycho, can’t keep my eyes closed

When you see me, better treat me like an icon

Bitch I’m going psycho, can’t keep my eyes closed

When you see me, better treat me like an icon (yeah, yeah)

Psycho!

Icon!

Psycho!

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Psycho!

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Psycho!

I-I-I-I

Psycho!

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Psycho!

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Psycho!

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Psycho!

I-I-I-I

I-I-I-I

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