Turn me up, Jayy Turn me up, Seth Okay, I can't walk without it

Leave my house with my Pocket Rocket **** think that Gods stop it

You're nothing but a false prophet And it's sorta sad

And it's sorta sad I already said it on the last song

The game needed me for mad long I keep it too real with all my brothers

A lot of nights down bad, we all had to suffer Shorty on my dick real bad, she a nut hugger

She can't get shit I have, gang already fucked her

I put it on my mother **** think they tall like KD

They gon' feel some thunder Double cup, got my brain on Lazy Heart goin under

It's always fuck you bitch and pay me, I don't need no other

I'ma always do these **** bad, I'ma do them bad

I can't walk without it I can't leave my house with my Pocket Rocket

**** think that God stop it You're nothing but a false prophet

And it's sorta sad And it's sorta sad

I already said it on the last song The game needed me for mad long

The game needed me

All these **** music, having TikTok tendencies

You gotta brain, use it, find your own melody

You making strange music, nobody is feeling heat

You got hit with six, like when LeBron was in Miami

Hella sticks, put hella hoes inside that Camry

Hella rich, got hella bros, I love the family

Heaven sent, I'll never know What time I'll have to go

It's set in stone, I'm on the throne Music my only home