Leave Me

I ain't ever spent no money tryna fuck her

Heroin on my waist, but the money never heal shit

I pop pills, can't feel shit

(Money never, money never, money never heal shit)

Ay, ay, ay, ay

I ain't ever spent no money tryna fuck her

Heroin on my waist, got bags on my face

Bitch, don't even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit

Heroin up my nose, relapse, can't deal shit

And I'm still on a search for my purpose

'Cause workin' ain't worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous

Said, I ain't ever spent no money tryna fuck her

Heroin on my waist, got bags on my face

Bitch, don't even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit

Heroin up my nose, relapse, can't deal shit

And I'm still on a search for my purpose

'Cause workin' ain't worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous

Said, I ain't ever spent no money tryna flex (Tryna flex)

I just spend 800 on tech (On tech)

She tryna fuck me, told her only want the neck

She tryna love me, but I only want respect

Oh, I just want get to this fetty

Think I'm gon' die, I ain't ready, so I'm gon' sip plenty

I dropped a bean in my Henny

Drugs and money, I got plenty lb's and blue benjis

Went from Levi's to the Ksubis

How the fuck you gon' be hoeing, then say, "Please don't use me?"

Walkin' around with that wock on me

Remember I used to have the Glock on me

Need a Jag, I need a watch on me, oh

Feds hot, I swear they watchin' me, oh

Need a Jag, I need a watch on me, oh

Feds hot, I swear they watchin' me, uh

I ain't ever spent no money tryna fuck her

Heroin on my waist, but the money never heal shit

I pop pills, can't feel shit

(Money never, money never, money never heal shit)

Ay, ay, ay, ay

I ain't ever spent no money tryna fuck her

Heroin on my waist, got bags on my face

Bitch, don't even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit

Heroin up my nose, relapse, can't deal shit

And I'm still on a search for my purpose

'Cause working ain't worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous

Said, I ain't ever spent no money tryna fuck her

Heroin on my waist, got bags on my face

Bitch, don't even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit

Heroin up my nose, relapse, can't deal shit

And I'm still on a search for my purpose

'Cause working ain't worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous

Wake up wishin' I ain't wake up

Fucked that ho, we never made love

Her face, it looked just like an angel

The type you fuck with with no makeup

Maybe our paths wasn't meant to be crossed

I accept it if I lost

Know I'm blessed with how I think

Also know that that's a curse

Complexity of a God

Fuck, soon I'll be in the limelight drugged out

Thinkin' 'bout nothing but money

Funny how only the people below me think that they above me

Low key fuckin' love me, hoping with the best intent that I die

So they can take my place, 'cause they think I'm lucky

Damn, you really think it's luck, G?

You could leave me or love me

I ain't ever spent no money tryna fuck her

Heroin on my waist, got bags on my face

Bitch, don't even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit

Heroin up my nose, relapse, can't deal shit

And I'm still on a search for my purpose

'Cause working ain't worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous

Said, I ain't ever spent no money tryna fuck her

Heroin on my waist, got bags on my face

Bitch, don't even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit

Heroin up my nose, relapse, can't deal shit

And I'm still on a search for my purpose

'Cause working ain't worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous

Said, I ain't ever spent no money tryna fuck her

Heroin on my waist, got bags on my face, yeah

Bitch, don't even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit

Heroin up my nose, relapse, can't deal shit

And I'm still on a search for my purpose

'Cause working ain't worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous