Balance (feat. Big Sean)

When you say I miss you I don't Believe the bitch cause I got trust issues Drank god Got Dammit Dupri Got damn Yeah We still balance Yeah Lot of niggas falling off, we still balance (Zroom) Let it hit yeah bet they feel that shit (feel it) I talk my shit but bet that I back it And I can't trust a fucking thing you telling me (no way) I done been through everything except a wedding ring (yea yea) Had to block my old bitch yeah she (dead to me) Being on is my muthafucking destiny Yeaaah, Drankgod Burner on my waist, yeah this bitch oven Shorty see my wrist bet this bitch fucking (yeah) I been turning up for like 6 summers Typa nigga shoot the club up 'til I hit something, ugh These nigga virgins they ain't hitting nothing I just got a squirter with a big onion Spent another birdie now my wrist flooded (dancin) R.I.P my nigga Loc yeah that's my big cousin Ugh Shoulda put your jeweller in a casket I just bought another cuban I'm a savage Ugh Bitch I'm a boss I ain't average (nah) A lot of niggas falling off we still balance Nigga What, yeah We still balance, yeah A lot of niggas falling off, we still balance (Zroom)_ Let it hit yeah, yeah I bet they feel that shit, feel it I talk my shit but bet that I back it And I can't trust a fucking thing you telling me (no way) I done been through everything except a wedding ring (yeah, yeah) Had to block my old bitch yeah she dead to me (dead to me) Being on is my muthafucking destiny Yeah I can't trust a fucking thing you telling me (no way) I done been through everything except a wedding ring Yeah, yeah Almost everybody in this bitch got felonies I just thank my God that all these blessings fell on me Man, fuck a father figure I want 8 figures Why you hating bitter I'm the type to lay the play down and be great with you I ain't stingy foreal I split up the meals like they all done said The grace with us it feel good to be home it feel good to be back on All my businesses is black owned Sean Don Carti Carleone I don been through all that drama that you put inside your songs Look I took the set back, step back, then step back up Now we on Whoaaa We still balance Yeah Lot of niggas falling off, we still balance (Zroom) Let it hit yeah bet they feel that shit (feel it) I talk my shit but bet that back it And I can't trust a fucking thing you telling me (no way) I done been through everything except a wedding ring (yea yea) Had to block my old bitch yeah she dead to me (dead to me) Being on is my muthafucking destiny What If he with the team he get picked off Drank god finna change my name to Big Sauce Aye Niggas looking sick that I'm getting off Got the brain just to see what that bitch thought, ugh Made it off the 6 and I did that shit historically The O.G's passed the torch to me Yeah alley oop off the board for me And I still support the crib even the ones that's not supporting me Turnt up no distorting me Aint wanna go off but they forcing me Right on I got that pipe on I put that ice on So bright homes look like the lights on I took yo wife home She bite down Just like she Tyson Them icy whites on Them white horns Looking like white foams Nigga! DRANK GOD, ugh, yeah, what