Mine

Sure, it's a calming notion, perpetual in motion

But I don't need the comfort of any lies

Said wish you're mine for a minute

Needed more time for the love to fuckin' finish

Forget about the past, don't care about feelings

But now I'm gettin' racks, my card no limit

So bitch, like, fuck that, bitch, fuck that

Gettin' bags, lil' bitch you can't touch that

Wish I was never fuckin' up with your trust back

.45 strap, my lap, and I bust that

Said wish you're mine for a minute

Needed more time for the love to fuckin' finish

Let's forget about the past, don't care about feelings

But now I'm gettin' racks, my card no limit

So bitch, like, fuck that, bitch, fuck that

Gettin' bags, lil' bitch you can't touch that

Wi—wish I was never fuckin' up with your trust back

.45 strap, my lap, and I bust that

'Cause I hate the feeling, the feeling of feeling uncertain

I'm textin' your phone, get a call every minute

And she wanted me back

'Cause I'm makin' these stacks from my music

My music she diggin'

This used to be love but now you made it toxic, so like

Girl, can you tell me the difference?

Just tell me the difference, said I'm reachin' my limit

Hold on, can you give me a minute?

Super rich, angelic

Stupid with my bands, this love might dead it real quick

Keep yo' thoughts, don't tell it

Heart's been hurt, those texts, I read it, I'm hurt

Wish you never left me up

I wish I never begged for love, I can't make this up

Wonder why you call to fuck

Can't trust 'cause I feel you gonna set me up

Girl, fuck, huh? (Damn, damn, damn)

I said like, "I wish that you was honest

You hurt me, broke my promise"

Back then I prayed for months

I'd get these bands and fill up my pockets

Louis fabric, leather jacket, automatic pistol, grab it

Four chances that you had it

Four times you stabbed my back, and

I never been at loss for words

But this time when you talk, it burns

'Cause my life was the start to yours

But I'm done, you the reason mine took a turn

Like, damn, LOL, said I'm laughin', cappin'

Bitches on my dick, I'm tappin', tap it

Give you my time for my racks and baggage

Two, three shots cause havoc

Said wish you're mine for a minute

Needed more time for the love to fuckin' finish

Let's forget about the past, don't care about feelings

But now I'm gettin' racks, my card no limit

So, bitch, like, fuck that, bitch, fuck that

Gettin' bags, lil' bitch, you can't touch that

Wi—wish I was never fuckin' up with your trust back

.45 strap, my lap, and I bust that

Said wish you're mine for a minute

Needed more time for the love to fuckin' finish

Let's forget about the past, don't care about feelings

But now I'm gettin' racks, my card no limit

So, bitch, like, fuck that, bitch, fuck that

Gettin' bags, lil' bitch, you can't touch that

Wi—wish I was never fuckin' up with your trust back

.45 strap, my lap, and I bust that

Bitch, like, fuck that