This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc

Al Geno on the track

Oh-whoa

Aye, aye, aye

Ride 'round in Ferraris with a loaded 40, aye

Walk in Neiman Marcus, treat that bitch like Target, aye

Bitch, give me your heart, this a love extortion

I thought you was real, I thought you was realer

Said it ain't me, do you see what I need? I'm dying, I'm dying

I'm thinkin', I'm bankin', I'm drownin' in Franklins

Still'll fuck a ratchet bitch and decrease my ranking

I'm new to fame, don't blame me

The hate just stuck on you, just stuck on you, just stuck on you, just stuck, just stuck, just stuck on you, just stuck on you

The hate just stuck on you, just stuck on you, just stuck on you, just stuck, just stuck, just stuck on you, just stuck on you

Aye, I ain't really got nothin' else to prove

**** gon' die 'fore they see me lose

****, you gon' die 'fore they see me lose, yeah

I got like twenty on me, everything pink and blue

Everything pink and blue, everything pink and blue, yeah

Spin out the coupe, do donuts

Walked out the jungle untouched

Double homicide doors, put 'em both up

We die in the streets where it's no love

I can see it in they face, **** mad that I got it

How I made it out? They was right there by me

I got no degree, still pack out the college

I was in the streets still givin' you knowledge

Days I was starvin', it made me go harder

I was just fucked up with nothin' in my pocket

She say that she mine, I know that she lyin'

When I go do time, she fuckin' my partner

Tired of trustin' you, now I'm shuttin' it down

Fakin' like you always cared about me

Now you can't come around, you feelin' it now

I know that you probably scared without me

Tired of trustin' you, now I'm shuttin' it down

Fakin' like you always cared about me

Now you can't come around, you feelin' it now

I know that you probably scared without me

You probably scared without me

I'ma sip Hi-Tech, uh, sad and depressed

I can't be gettin' too comfortable, 'cause it ain't over yet

It won't be too long, don't trust me, I got three phones

I fucked her in the venue, the love discontinued

The hate just stuck on you, just stuck on you, just stuck on you, just stuck, just stuck, just stuck on you, just stuck on you

The hate just stuck on you, just stuck on you, just stuck on you, just stuck, just stuck, just stuck on you, just stuck on you

I thought you was real, I thought you was real, I thought you

I thought you was real, I thought you was real, I thought you was realer than that

I'ma sip Hi-Tech, uh, sad and depressed

I can't be gettin' too comfortable, 'cause it ain't over yet

It won't be too long, don't trust me, I got three phones

I fucked her in the venue, the love discontinued

I thought you was real, I thought you was real, I thought you

I thought you was real, I thought you was real, I thought you was realer than that