Scope up on this TEC, 5 past 10 when I get stack
40 on my desk, I can't complain about my differences
No, I can't pretend that you gon' stay, I had to make a plan
I ain't making business in the streets, I ain't no resident
Pockets full, thinking that I'm winning
Honestly, higher than my spaceship
Losing you, feeling these vibrations
Oh shit, falling for the basics
20 blunts, fucking up my vision
Leaving me, you turn into a sinner
You be doing wrong, but I'm the villain
You got a new nigga, I don't get it
Think you break my heart and get away with it, like no way
Breaking up the pieces and you play with it, like cocaine
Playing with the demons in my head, yeah, let's go away
Taking medication for my pain, so go away
Just go away, go away
Go away, Go away
Pushing all my problems to the side, like go away
I don't fuck with nobody, none of y'all got a name
Staring in the eyes, starting to feel like foreplay
Messing with my heart, won't get you no pay
Been having visions, at home chilling Bout to make millions, off the songs I've written
Smile on my face, you thought I was kidding
You thought I was kidding
Staring at my pockets, wishing you were me
Now that I'm on top, I'm all that you see
Bitch, I cannot stop, going till the deceased, going till the deceased
Staring at my pockets, wishing you were me Now that I'm on top, I'm all that you see
Bitch, I cannot stop, going till the deceased, going till the deceased
Scope up on this TEC 5 past 10 when I get the stack
I've been flipping bread, making ways, you can't get ahead
Oh, I'm just saying, I lost my old self
Oh that BLXX, can't come back
You gettin too close, I'ma pull my 40 out
Wave it in the club, I'ma air that bitch out
She lovin on me, like she love it in her mouth
Love it in her mouth, oh she love it in her mouth