Why

What up chica?

I'm picking you up and dropping you off

That's the routine

Old nightmare's turning into new dreams

Anyway you're tearing up

You're gorgeous, you don't hear it enough

You've got a fortress

You don't believe but I see it so I tell you

Try to help you but you tell me I'm too good

I said "Slow down your engine"

She said she wants the whole hood

Exactly, pass me the bottle in your lap

Fuck the cops, just let them pass

Got 'bout half a tank of gas

And a full tank of your past

Passing us, you're beeping on my horn

You're creeping on your former

Man, right in front of me

Your company might be too excessive

I dropped out of fucking school

Why am I still learning lessons?

Why? Why? Why? Why?

Why? Why? Why? Why?

Oh, this is thug life

You got those blunts right?

You got a man to beat your ass

You wanted a thug right?

I think you got, selling chronic

You're just trying to survive

So you say that he's just killing you

Are you tryna just die?

You tell me "Yes"

"Best believe, take a gun to my head"

That's what you said

I said "What good would you do to me dead?"

Damn, I'm tryna fucking live

While your tryna fucking smoke

Or are you tryna fucking sip shit down?

What the fuck?

Why? Why? Why? Why?

Why? Why? Why? Why?

Why? Why? Why? Why?

Why? Why? Why? Why?