Why can't I get it right

Every time that I try

I just fall and I-

Why can't I get it right

Every time that I try

I just fall and I cry

I rather die

I don't give 2 fucks, all my F's are Fendi

Rollin' through my ends, when'd it get so empty?

Nights like this I miss your energy

Life's a bitch, I kiss her gently

Wrongs you did, can't turn them right

I was off the grid, almost off'd my life

Off the rip, I thought you were the honest type

You off the shits, you wild, I don't pay no mind

But I want you back

Tell me what's that gonna take, yeah

New car, new job, new name, yeah

New life, it's all the same, yeah

I remember sharing cigarettes

Nowadays I'm puffing on a vape

I remember talking 'bout peace

Nowadays anybody can catch a fade, yeah

I seen better days, at the crib had to renovate

Blowing smoke, open the window, let it ventilate

Anxiety in my body, it's hard to think straight

Drink straight out the Ciroc; intoxicated

Thoughts sedated, nearly stopped the matrix

I got lost so I took a pitstop, got famous

All these jaws that I dropped when I popped on stages

All these bars that I brought I'm incarcerated

But I broke out, I'm Free

Roll out the weed smoke

This how I be, ain't proud of me? So

What? I don't really give 2 fucks

And if I did it would only be to benefit us

'Cause who else was really with me when I needed the help

Was stuck in hell, made it out, now I'm posing the wealth

Nobody can touch me like I'm Howie Mandel

Only 2 F's I give is when I Fendi the belt

I don't give 2 fucks, all my F's are Fendi

Rollin' through my ends, when'd it get so empty?

Nights like this I miss your energy

Life's a bitch, I kiss her gently

Wrongs you did, can't turn them right

I was off the grid, almost off'd my life

Off the rip, I thought you were the honest type

You off the shits, you wild, I don't pay no mind

But I want you back

Tell me what's that gonna take, yeah

New car, new job, new name, yeah

New life, it's all the same, yeah

I remember sharing cigarettes

Nowadays I'm puffing on a vape

I remember talking 'bout peace

Nowadays anybody can catch a fade, yeah

Back in this bitch like I never left

Never let anybody tell you where your ceiling at

Run it on my own for so long, tore a ligament

If I never pass, ain't a chance you can intercept

Made a couple grand on the internet (tell 'em)

Roll a couple grams, now I'm feeling it (tell 'em)

Haters talking trash on the internet, I let 'em

Ain't nobody listening so fuck you gonna tell 'em?

What the fuck you gonna tell 'em?

You can tell 'em this, you can tell 'em that

You can tell 'em cap

Kiss my ass motherfucker, Ario is right back

Why can't I get it right

Every time that I try

I just fall and I cry

I rather die