[ Featuring YoungBoy Never Broke Again ]
(BJ on one)
(We love you, Heavy)
Mmm, mmm, look, huh
My music so ruthless, just move me, let's end the night with wine
My life, it ain't perfect, they use me, this happens every time
No patience, I'm pacin', they hatin', my life been on the line
I got three shorties, I'm stackin' it and I'm doin' fine (D-Roc)
Huh, very well
Put that cutter on your brother, bitch, don't you go kiss and tell
Saw that I ain't have shit for sale, that's when I seen they tricks reveal
Saw they always fake as hell, uh-uh, lil' bitch, don't come in here
Oh, no
I ain't give her no dope, but shorty in here movin' slow
I don't give no f*ck if I'm in court, I keep my pockets filled with rolls
Long road, but I know which f*ckin' way to go
Next time around, I knock you off, now, don't you try that shit no more, ayy
Been puttin' up with these hoes and I'm fed up and I'm so tired
Lil' Muslim in my home and I think that we got soul ties
Catch these pussy niggas, get they issue, that ain't no lie
Kill one, that's important, and I sit back, watch all these bitches cry
I don't switch my shoes, this bitch so high, my engine make it glide
I break all the rules, don't pick and choose, get blues the day you try
Mama, I'm a fool and all this money do not help it out
Mama, I'm so cruel and so on point, no, I won't come around
Bitch, tie up your shoes, take off, run, watch how I gun you down
Now, get back up
Told youngin keep his thirty tucked
Lift him up, they bring me down, with outsiders
Don't f*ck around, majority of 'em don't f*ck with us
Sometimes, I wonder, "Who love me?" 'Cause I gotta know
Sometimes, I need you here for me, it's hard for me to quote
And it's a thug nigga story and it's a million told
Who next plannin' on thuggin' me? 'Cause I need to know where my codeine
'Cause I'm caught up movin' slow in my own dream
And I'm caught up with this ho that don't love me
I might as well go and die in my sleep
I might as well go and vibe all on my own (oh)
I might as well just sit and cry 'cause ain't nobody around
I might as well just pour a five in the sixteen
No sleep, drink the whole thing, whole thing 'til I'm gone
She so wrong, no, she ain't never move on
And she know she belong in here with a thug nigga
I ain't got no time for sneakin' 'round, I be tryna thug with her
She just don't wanna confess the fact she don't need me
Behind my back, she schemin'
Sometimes, I wonder, "Who love me?" 'Cause I gotta know
Sometimes, I need you here for me, it's hard for me to quote
And it's a thug nigga story and it's a million told
Who next plannin' on thuggin' me? 'Cause I need to know where my codeine
'Cause I'm caught up movin' slow in my own dream
And I'm caught up with this ho that don't love me
I might as well go and die in my sleep
