Lyrics
I probably give yo ass the world if you let me
I probably make you touch your toes we ain't wrestling
Put you in a knot, and make you fold up, pretzel
Turn you up a notch, I want yo soul no pressure
All this money, I still feel alone I want yo company
All this mud turned me to a monster, look what it done to me
You still in the club, working OT I know you wanna leave
I'm still in the cut, sippin' syrup I know you hate the lean
They say love don't cost a thing, still paid the fee for it
And I'm still getting to this money, more than before
Bro just told me work, and you gon' blow more than Cfour
Niggas get on lean and take sip and start to lean forward
Four inside a Fanta, soda cheap but it's a G for it
Peanut butter Glock 19x, I paid a G for it
First I wasn't sure if I need sex or I need lean more
I just need some love, maybe a hug and I'll feel more
Times get hard I start to wonder what the fuck I'm here for
I just need some lean maybe a pill and I'll go airborne
Uhh, Ohhh
Uh uhh, Uhhh ohh ohh
If I kick the cup, then what the fuck am I gon' lean on
Uhh uhh, Uhh uh
If I quit the drugs, then how the fuck am I gon' heal now
Can't please everybody, I just know I can't
If I please everybody, they gon' let me sink
Can't feed everybody, if they on my plate
Can't feed everybody, I made sure they ate though
I ain't tryna start all these problems
I ain't tryna start all this arguing
Say you still want this? You say nada
Now you got me riding around yo city wit a chopper
Always got the same old, same old problems
Always got the same old, same old outcome
Always say the same thing, you tell me that you riding
Say that you gon' leave me, but you still right beside me
Uh uhhh uhh, Uhh uhh
Uhhh uh, ohh ohh oh uhh
I ain't tryna start all this arguing
Uh uh, Uhh uhh uhh
Uhh uh
I ain't tryna start all these problems
Say you still want this? You say nada