Letras
Hmm, yeah, I don't even fit the mood, finishin'
Okay still in my thoughts
Feelin' boy, like, fuckin' sad
When I went broke, boy, I ain't even pick up my phone
When I lost hope, but it was too late to go home
They gon' come around for the mansion, I sit in the vacant
On my side of town, it's a ransom, police gotta save me
I can't show you no remorse, 'cause you tried to betray me
I hit my hand until they forced it, now they say they hate me
I ain't even see myself recording for fans, this shit crazy
Jumped out the porch and put that fire on your mans, that lil' baby
Me and Gordon turning down deals, I'm like, "Fuck you, pay me"
Turn my lungs, I'm smokin' on C, strapped up like the Navy
Spent all them nights in vacant houses, no one around but Satan
I hope my bitch love me, but when shit ain't right, don't want relations
I remember they stole my bike, do I have where to save it?
They did me wrong, turned me cutthroat like I was raised by Haitians
Know we huddle up before we blitz, shit can get complicated
We on Google Maps, stalking your drop, learning all your pages
He hot as fuck, he smokin' on rock, he think he gon' take me
I ain't cheap, I'm in too deep, mama, nothing can save me
They put handcuffs on all my mans, I saw my motivation
I had a dance, but then went here when that shit just started blazing
Like when I'm happy it's raining and cry when it's sunny
You don't know that pain, not knowing what's genuine and not for money
Listen, my dog, I need to get back, why you takin' from me?
Just on the ball, I think he bein' hurt when they had front me
Real nigga, I still know I can't find no one harder than concrete
Toting this switch, ain't tryna borrow, they said that they want me
Been tryin' to get out, pissed for a while, this shit startin' to hurt me
Had I got the sting on lil' ma, that was they winning, just flunk me
When I went broke, boy, I ain't even pick up my phone
When I lost hope, but it was too late to go home
They gon' come around for the mansion, I sit in the vacant
On my side of town, it's a ransom, police gotta save me
I can't show you no remorse, 'cause you tried to betray me
I hit my hand until they forced it, now they say they hate me
I ain't even see myself recording for fans, this shit crazy
Jumped out the porch and put that fire on your mans, that lil' baby
Me and Gordon turning down deals, I'm like, "Fuck you, pay me"
Turn my lungs, I'm smokin' on C, strapped up like the Navy
Spent all them nights in vacant houses, no one around but Satan
I hope my bitch love me, but when shit ain't right, don't want relations