All this stress been trying to weigh me down

Getting high for lows to balance out

She gone hit me up like fuck me now

I won't play games in it

We don't play games with it

I want that Rollie ****

I ain't got time to watch

Scope with the beam on it

Young boys connect the dots

One minute they love you

The next one they love you not

Don't play with my time

Young Mr. Game and Watch

Searching for God in my city yeah

I'm like a God in my city yeah

I used to sleep on the floor yeah

Used to get heat from a stove yeah

Trying to put a little ice on all the **** riding with me call it cool runnings

Couple women out here hate the kid but they can't deny that they was cool cumming

Who you gone love when you finished

Who you gone trust in the trenches

Cause I done seen **** switch up and pull poles and pull cards like they playing go fish and yeah

Ive seen a lot of new money

I need them hundreds 100 yeah

I can't live the same, I needed a change

Cause nothing gone slow down the minutes I'm

Late night tripping

Codeine sipping

Something to relax my mind

All I'm hearing now is

Fuck these ****

Don't trust these bitches

No love

You just wasting your time

Trying to cope with cope with

All this stress been trying to weigh me down

Getting high for lows to balance out

She gone hit me up like fuck me now

I won't play games in it

We don't play games with it

I want that Rollie ****

I ain't got time to watch

Scope with the beam on it

Young boys connect the dots

One minute they love you

The next one they love you not

Don't play with my time

Young Mr. Game and Watch

Trying to reach a Grammy from a place where all they touch is grams

Me and pops ain't really speaking least it's not so frequent crazy part it's over bands

All the worlds problems i stuff them off in a blunt

But keep the universe in my hands

It might cost your life if you don't pay attention

I just pay my dues til I'm the man

She just pour the henny

Give me brain after

What you talking? that's a head shot

**** flexin' like they aiming for perfection til we pull up like I'm dead shot

Who you gone love when you finished?

Who you gone trust in the trenches?

I been to hell and back

She just gone throw it back

That's how they do when you winning

All while I'm

Late night trippin

Codiene sippin

Only thing relax my mind

All I'm hearing now is

Fuck these ****

Don't trust these bitches

No love

You just wasting your time

Trying to cope with cope with

All this stress been trying to weigh me down

Getting high for lows to balance out

She gone hit me up like fuck me now

I won't play games in it

We don't play games with it

I want that Rollie ****

I ain't got time to watch

Scope with the beam on it

Young boys connect the dots

One minute they love you

The next one they love you not

Don't play with my time

Young Mr. Game and Watch