C'mon, mayne (yeah)

Fuck you talkin' 'bout?

Yeah, keep my beliefs all to myself, I don't partake in certain practices

How come I've never seen you spread money, just blur at packages?

A master of persuasion, neutralize my evil malices

Woke up inside the hotbox, got a sense another pack will it

Got kids from eight years old to 40-plus, that's talking hateful shit

Until you see your ho go, don't know what painful is

Be careful what you wish for, wanted love and found a crazy bitch

Everything's an opportunity, it's what you make of it

Numerous of times, been let down bad, I had to let shit go

Chronically online and you still thought I wasn't gon' see your posts

Out the dose to see you next time, even though you probably won't

Nobody calling unless they need a move, boy, you a party ho

Don't be surprised, go say whatever I want, for real, I hardly

Don't believe that people change with second chances, not with me, you won't

Shit start to get deep, know I'm out there, no longer guard the post

People see me in public, say remember that one and then recall the quote (c'mon)

I could get used to this (yeah)

Same time next week, need some fine shit, come be on my skin just like Gillette be

I miss my old job and hate unemployment, boredom getting to me

Like how my brother fuck, and you don't fuck, you ain't celibate, see

I think I'm being gaslighted, did I do it? I don't know what to believe

Got nervous 'cause the ho told me I'm funny, said I'm just being me

She left here for you, it's just your turn, history gon' repeat

Sorry I canceled plans, but I got hung up, busy being at peace

Yeah, through the hos gone, paper coming in, still wanna die

Get money, stay off drugs, fuck hos, so fuck ice

Turn your girl over like a slut, kiss her like my wife

Lot of .40 in my trunks, I don't know how to fight

Love hurts like looking at the sun with your eyes

Wrong person, you touch one of my guys, you gon' die

I'm not personally concerned with what you like

I'ma talk my talk, you gonna lie your lies

I'ma pour up Wock', in my lemon, life's right

I'ma do what I want and fuck the hos that you like

I just quit my damn job, I'm about to stay up all night

Like I'm 14 years old and I don't know nothing 'bout life

She look at winter pants up, but she dressed really nice

And she like sniffing dandruff to get her problems off her mind

Too many fucking cameras in my face all the time

Too many hos acting like they like me the whole time

15 million fucking views and I ain't never been signed

Zero dollar marketing budget, it was the streets the whole time

Yeah, real shit, shout-out Drayko, man