Can't take you no where, you want to tweak
Playing like I ain't got what you need
Off of the pilly foreally, I'm swimming surfing through the sea
She got a man, but she want me come on now
I done came up on my own sound
I been working all my life
Two wrongs just don't make it right yeah yeah
If you hop in this coupe, better be ready to die
We going city for city we taking a flight
I'm trying to live my life
Ain't nobody promise me tomorrow
Off this Casamigos for my sorrow
Where he at? Probably at the bottom of the bottle
Raven, ay
Pop me a pilly, I'm feeling like Frank
Gallagher, on my side got a blade and a Glock 23, 40 caliber
In my solace I think about what would've been if my father ain't raise up a battler
Guess we'll never know
Youngins be shakin' they rattlers, get in that room and they tattlers
Promise me that you won't leave me all alone
Promise me that what we have is what you want
I used to dream about this shit, it feels surreal now
Lord Raven walkin' through, you better kneel down
Purple on me like I jumped in my double cup
Youngins be runnin' they mouth, I ain't stuntin' 'em
Catch you a slug if you think about runnin' up
Raven and Phaydo can't do nothin' but run it up
Hop in the booth, I can't do nothin' but fuck it up
Bad little bitch in my bed, she get buttered up
Bad little bitch in my head, think I'm lovin' her
Damn, here we go again
Colder than the snow, I'm on that blow again
Frozen in this moment, I don't want it to end
Ashes to ashes, I put some dope in the wind
Three five in a back got me loaded up
Send me the loc' and I'm showin' up
Youngins be childish, need to be growin' up
Crush up a perc, got me throwin' up
BG the set, what I'm throwin' up
Know we the best, ain't no coachin' us
See me in the set, bet I'm rollin' up
Gone off the whitney and X, I ain't slowin' up
I ain't promised tomorrow
So let's live it up tonight
Fuckin' up daily, I can't get it right
Drugs in my body, this shit feelin' right
Pass me the plate, need a sniff of the white
Not talkin' planes but I'm up on a flight
But I'm up on a flight
Can't take you no where, you want to tweak
Playing like I ain't got what you need
Off of the pilly foreally, I'm swimming surfing through the sea
She got a man, but she want me come on now
I done came up on my own sound
I been working all my life
Two wrongs just don't make it right yeah yeah
If you hop in this coupe, better be ready to die
We going city for city we taking a flight
I'm trying to live my life
Ain't nobody promise me tomorrow
Off this Casamigos for my sorrow
Where he at? Probably at the bottom of the bottle