F*ck I'm outta sticks
Shit, all I got is a tab
I haven't tripped in a while
F*ck it I'ma just take it
Ain't got no time for no stupid bitch
She said that I just grew up a screw up, but bih that's ludacris
She said I'm too much, off of these schoolbuses, like excuse me miss
I don't know why the f*ck you be talking but never doing shit
I don't know why the f*ck you wan argue I barely do a thing
I just cut off all of my friendships, in my last Xanny binge
Mama told me to be like yo pops, but nah I can't be him
Sorry, I just gotta get these bans until I'm Travis rich
Baggin it, sellin it, these packs gon flip, I'm scalin shit
Racks on thick, trap phone ring, I'm over there in 20 mins
Bitch, I'm lit, I'm coppin shit, don't care about the cost, uh
Windows tinted, I can't show my face at all, nuh
F*ck the gimmicks, talk to me, take yo mask off, uh
I still ain't finished, but I'm nearing my last call, ay
Xanny bar, xanny bar, catch me when I fall
Too sad to talk, can I borrow, someone else' thoughts
My canvas blotched, can't recall, a time I wasn't lost
Miss the days, basketball was all I cared about
When it was still my house, it wasn't just my parent's house
What's the time, spend it wise, but I'm still running out
Lot on my mind, leave it behind, bitch I'm still learning how