met me sooner
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Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, yeah
Ooh
I'm on my fourth pill today, I swear to God
I swear to God I don't do no fake music, I get high for real
While I'm fuckin' a new bitch, my mind still on you
Yeah, you said if I love you, I'll
Stop pills, but girl, I love them too
Fifteen when I started hearin' voices tellin' me to do it
I got rich off pain, we go on trips, this black truck for the cruisin'
Everybody say that love make you stupid, I fell for your delusion
You met me when I was already scarred, I wish you met me sooner
Bro put double D's all on that crew, say he hate late bloomers
You had left my side, I ain't wanna
Eat and I really don't fuck with Ubers
She got my heart wrapped around her
Finger, fuck hoes, I think she cuter
You said I lie, shout sometimes I purse through my shit down the sewer
Yeah, my mama ain't sell drugs and y'all act like she was cleaner
Yeah, I be scared to sometimes be myself 'cause I got dark humor
Get angry when they tell me say how I feel, I'm just not for it
Got love for everybody, popped out at my first show in Concord
That rappin' nigga deal ain't talkin' '
Bout shit, don't ask what I signed for it
I had to say it every song, but I seen
The signs and I went blind for it
If I feel I'm finna OD off pills, I text her, "I'm on you"
Every bitch fall in love with me and I promise I never force it
Hope I don't geek out while we out to
Eat and you think I don't got the court
Yeah, you tell me you hate me, act like I
Don't care, but it's cuts all on my forearm
He just want peace in his life, promise he mean no harm
Havin' thoughts of suicide, he just wanna go far
Yeah, they say love cost a lot, shit, I might buy her a Goyard
Yeah, once I catch you lyin', promise I won't know bars
We catch y'all up in the mall, we tryna do they ass like Coldheart
I hope all these drugs that I'm on don't turn me cold-hearted
Bro, I heard that she had massive
Feelings for me, I wonder where those are
I'm tryna OD off them pills, I miss your texts, I'm sorry
I don't do shit but spend my pain on
The mic and I'm worth a couple 'Raris
They said I'd feel better, I relapse
I don't believe 'em, so I do that hardly
All this pain might turn me evil as fuck like Joker, but you my Harley
Too paranoid, just know I ain't bein'
Myself if you catch me at a party
Yeah, bein' paid my words really been
My only good luck, but I'm not Charlie
She got so tired, she held my hand and said she feel my heart
Bitch hung with my baby, pull up to
Her crib with fifteens in the car seat
Got a bad ho straight out of Cleveland
She love me, but she don't even know Kyrie
While I'm fuckin' a new bitch, my mind still on you
Yeah, you said if I love you, I'll
Stop pills, but girl, I love them too
Fifteen when I started hearin' voices tellin' me to do it
I got rich off pain, we go on trips, this black truck for the cruisin'
Yeah, we linked up, I wanted to link
Again 'cause I thought you was cool
I don't post our pictures on the web 'cause the internet cruel
I seen you hit my phone, I ain't text
Back 'cause the shit you was doin'
I don't even wanna tell you why I'm mad '
Cause we gon' get into it like every time
Blame me for all your problems, I'm tired of you doin' it
Yeah, I ignore you, I had a good day, I won't let you ruin it
I got another ho givin' me good brain, I'm thinkin' 'bout you and shit
Spendin' so much money, I got her wonderin'
How the fuck I'm doin' this shit
My ex bitch left me and got rich as fuck
She ain't think I could do this shit
Yeah, now I treat these hoes like shit even if it's a cute lil' bitch
I was ridin' 'round with my heat
I ain't even know how to use this shit
Bro tried to go to ESPN, but now he on the news and shit
Yeah, my bro tryna go D1 and he went fad
I'm still runnin' from all my problems
With all these Roxies and these Xans
Okay, that's cool, you don't like me, we can just be friends
Cop out voices and a white tee, I still feel like the man
Nigga, I still got on this Rollie, nigga, I still got all these bands
Nigga, I still got thirty K up in my face, my diamonds dance
Like your bitch up in the dark, my bro spin like a ceiling fan
I pay cases, five K in advance, but if he go kill him, it's ten grand
So I pay him another five when a body drop
And you never give that bitch a whole heart
Whether you stay with me or leave, it's
Cool with me, but shit, that's your choice
Last night, I popped eight RPs all at one time, I thought I saw God
Yeah, I threw all my hoes down, I crossed my fingers and prayed I died
