Letras
Hit the road and clear my head
I know they want really love to kill until I'm dead
Working overtime, losing my mind, and losing rest
Don't call me like Smack or Dot, I couldn't believe what he said
I fell in love with you, you ain't love me too, but you love my wealth, yeah
You waiting on me to lose, that's some shit we don't do, boy, we giving our best, huh
You tryna walk in my shoes, you gon'
Have to take you some big-ass steps
I cannot fake it, I love you to death with your pretty little face and your big-ass lips
After everything we been through, they gon' leave me by myself
Leave the house without my tool, that be the day I finally catch 'em
Can't leave the house without my tool, they play, I gotta catch 'em
It's so left when I got blues, but it's okay, my new bitch wetter
I got rich for all the times you lied to my face saying you love me
I got rich for all them times an opp nigga died got put in a buggy
I went and got rich, now these hoes wanna fuck me
I went and got rich, now these hoes wanna fuck
Count all my money, my gun don't talk, yeah
I got a text that an opp just died, you know he going in my cup
Bitch tryna play around with my head
I know for a fact you don't love, yeah
If I got locked up right now, would you stay down with me if it got ugly? Yeah
The friend of your reefer chain
The Glock gon' extend his arm and touch shit
I'm on the block with that slug shit
Can't stand no ho, I'm drunk shit
Hit the road and clear my head
I know they want really love to kill until I'm dead
Working overtime, losing my mind and losing rest
Don't call me like Smack or Dot, I couldn't believe what he said
I fell in love with you, you ain't love me too, but you love my wealth, yeah
You waiting on me to lose, that's some shit we don't do, boy, we giving our best, huh
You tryna walk in my shoes, you gon'
Have to take you some big-ass steps
I cannot fake it, I love you to death with your pretty little face and your big-ass lips