Let me go 
I do better on my own 
Trapped inside my  I feel at home 
Demons in my room when I'm alone
What they on 
Let me go 
I do better on my own  
Let me go 
I do better on my own 
Trapped inside my  I feel at home 
Demons in my room when I'm alone
What they on 
Let me go 
I do better on my own  

Tell me what's really 
going on 
I be to fucked up 
I can't answer phone 
If I don't treat you right 
You'll be gone gone gone 
If we don't live to right 
Then wrong wrong 
Wait for uh
Do me right 
I got codiene mixed up with my sprite 
We be doin this shit every night 
I love all yo hoes ain't got no type 
Got type 
Oh you bad 
You the think you the best I ever had 
You goin make my baby mama mad 
I don't ever trip 
I'm in my bag 
It's a stash full of cash

Oh you got it 
Babe just let me know if your about it 
Well Imma put my wish up in your fountain 
Stacking cash and it's taller than mountain 
They be flexing for the gram 
I just do it for the bands 
Aye these niggas sleep on me 
Like they took to many zans 
I don't really trust that shit 
I don't really move like that 
Got 100 on my wrist and yea she know I move like that