Letras
Damn, I'm too big, damn
Girl, I don't mind (I don't mind)
That you don't mind (I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind)
I don't mind
Uh, you can leave me shawty, I wouldn't mind that
Uh, double cup, I'm sippin' mud
My heart so broke, I can't revive it
Uh, just walked in the room, okay, I'm not a hyatt
Uh, just walked in the room, okay, I'm not a fly
I wake up early, grab my gun
It ain't a day I don't think 'bout dyin'
Don't even look like you gon' reach
You gon' be dead before you try, nigga
I don't mind, uh
Told me that you love me, baby, why the fuck you lie?
I think I done took like sixty pills and we heard Smacky died
TJ raided me in Tally-Out, I got back home and cried
Hundred nineteen fuckin' shits, went through that house and I survived
I wonder why
Ride the same lil' nigga twice, just leave the streets, you not that guy
Pussy nigga watchin' everything I do like they a spy
I don't got nothin' in my chest, so I put chrome heart on my eye
Hit the label off his ice, said, "I don't need 'em, fuck a tie"
I might buy this one a ring 'cause she was down before I signed
On the drill, I got a dress on with a wig, I'm in the sky
Have to save the one that's dead, but I'm at war inside my mind
I can't teach my sister shit 'cause everything I do is crime
Made a name from hittin' leeks, it ain't a nigga I can't slime
Took a risk, won't give you shit 'cause it was my life on the line
Glad y'all I was suicidal if you ask me though, I'm fine
'Cause I don't mind, I don't mind this shit at all
If it's smoke or they need help, then I'm the one they fuckin' call
I was fifteen in Chanel, I taught these niggas how to ball
On the day I leave this urge, you know I gave this shit my all
Know I gave 'em two in raw, that's why they waitin' on me to fall
Fuckin' call me every day, want me to rearrange her wall
I know this the road I chose, but I can't lie like I ain't lost
Where I'm from, you gotta catch a fuckin' kill to be a boss
Where I'm from, you wanna live, you probably gotta kill your dawg
I'm so nauseous, wanna feel like it's okay, I'll make it out
Buy my bitch a Satchel Panty just to watch her take it off
He stop dissin' 'cause them bullets almost hit him in his mouth
Keep my chopper in my lap, I'd probably die, it's in the couch
All I wanted was the money, I could have these fuckin' clouts
But I don't need a nigga