J-O What !
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah I was on my own
Yeah, I know I had to stay In my zone
I left that bitch, I know she gone
I left that bitch, I know she wrong
She said where I'm at
I'm like Waldo, I'm Waldo
Shout out to my niggas send them hollows
Them hollows
Started making music, that's my calling
My calling
I brought that mic, I'm balling
And love, I'm really falling
So, yeah, I'm falling
I put my heart all in
Almost gave up , I started stalling
Had No money in my pocket
I'm going up rocket
I hit the Stu I'm talking
I hit the Stu , im recording
Sometimes life is boring
Sometimes tears be pouring
Got a bitch, now she foreign
All this pain, now I'm storing
I tell you my story
A lot of people, I know a lot of people
I was in that dark place
I was in that deep hole
I turned my back, V-Lone
Hit that shot, D-Lo
Stay front, stay low
I need a bitch like J-Lo
Crumble that money, like play -doh
I get her on my ringtone
I'm waiting for that shit to load
I'm buying all this presets
I was stuck on my dam ex
Like Jamaican I get vex
I had try my best
I got a Smith & Wess
Started writing papers
Now I'm writing on my desk
The bullets shoot , i put on a vest
Now I'm really heartless
Love the way I started
Step back like harden
Give flowers like my garden
Say, Jayo , your my darling
I was on my darling
Yeah, you're my darling
I hit the Stu , I'm recording
Sometimes life is boring
Sometimes tears be pouring
Got a bitch, now she foreign
All this pain, that I'm storing
I tell you my story