Materialistic Pain

I, I'll never try that thing again that they call love (Ayy, pull up Lam) I can't even lie lately, I been I, I been caught up in my thoughts, shawty Don't think, don't, don't think I'm changing on you Tell 'em crank up the 'vette Middle of the street, Hellcat Camaro, we racing I remember the time when you turned your Back on your dawg, I was locked in them cages Now I got a bag full of racks Finna call up a jet, take a trip out to Vegas If rapping don't work then it's back to the Trappin', the kitchen cabinet that what payed us All these hoes, money, cars, clothes, VVs, and diamonds Might be the number one reason dude in the slums can't even find love Out of all them flowers that's gon' grow in The garden, it's one blue rose in the garden My heart so close to the projects, I just pray they keep it solid Ayy, ayy, I smoked a pound of some weed in a day I feel like I need another one I caught a case for this tool on my waist But I got out and got me another gun She kept on tellin' lies to my face I left when she told me another one When I look in the mirror, can see no one realer I sit back and hand me another one I wanna run it way way up, we gon' stack it tall like the dinosaurs If you see it and want it, you know you could get it I buy the things you ain't half afford Me and Dodo shopping in designer stores Drowning deep in the water, no diving board Shining bright like a diamond she can't afford Every day I be grindin' to get on Forbes All these hoes, money, cars, clothes, VVs, and diamonds Might be the number one reason dude in the slums can't even find love Out of all them flowers that's gon' grow in The garden, it's one blue rose in the garden My heart so close to the projects, I just pray they keep it solid I don't care 'bout no model, they borin' I be fuck on that ghetto lil' bitch wearing Jordans Ayy, if I catch a opp then I'm scoring Let them shots out the car, window tint it's a foreign Living life on the road, bitch, I'm touring Ain't nobody came round, took my like out humungous I done told 'em one time it's your warning A nigga run up then I'm bustin' his dome in I don't have a clue why she want me I should've been grindin', got caught up in romance Shawty come change the climate I want a Wockhardt put a line in the potion Call this shit perfect timing Patek Phillipe and the Audemar, bitch, it's frozen Say they look but can't find me I'm on the Southside crying tears in the ocean All these hoes, money, cars, clothes, VVs, and diamonds Might be the number one reason dude in the slums can't even find love Out of all them flowers that's gon' grow in The garden, it's one blue rose in the garden My heart so close to the projects, I just pray they keep it solid