I miss you, Bryce you for having
The demons tryna take my soul
Y2, is that you? Go, go
Go, whoa go, go

I threw away the Trues
She ain't had it like I had you
You wanna fuck me too
But you gotta play by the rules
Why you regrettin' shit
Run around,  we killing shit
My niggas drilling shit
Mama know I'm in this shit
Play around, baby, I'm spilling shit
Say my name, baby, I'm killing it
Crash a Mercedes, I'm spinning it
And 12 cannot stop shit, we stealing it

I had to wake up and collect my blessings
Not like you, you self, I'm reckless
I don't care 'bout none of my exes
I'm nonchalant, baby, I can't stress it
Bitch, she drinking alcohol
Got no love for you at all
Choppas shoot, round of applause
I stand tall, man, I don't fall
I can't love that ho again
'Cause that lil' ho ain't who I saw
Yeah, you talking that ra ra shit
By the end of the day, you still gon' call
Yeah, you gotta learn how to problem solve
Fake niggas, had to cut them off
Fake hoes, had to cut them off
The choppa gon' sing like round of applause
Yeah you for having
The demons tryna keep my soul
Lil' Faygo gon' stick to code
I can't let nobody know
Yeah, yeah, murder she wrote
Pick up my fire and I aim at your dome

I threw away the Trues
She ain't had it like I had you
You wanna fuck me too
But you gotta play by the rules
So here we cutting shit
Run around, we killing shit
My niggas drilling shit
Mama know I'm in this shit
Play around, baby, I'm spilling shit
Say my name, baby, I'm killing it
Crash a Mercedes, I'm spinning it
And 12 cannot stop shit, we stealing it

I had to wake up and collect
Wake up and collect my ho
I had to wake up and collect my ho
I had to wake up and collect my own