When I pull up in that bitch I pull up and won't shoot at everyone
I got a new Patek on my wrist, I got another one
And most of them niggas think that they cool, but they really my sons
Lil bro reach out for that gun pussy boy you better run
Me and bro, me and bro, did this shit for fun
Uh huh, I can't lie, I need everyone
Sometimes I feel like giving up, and it's already done
Sometimes I had a dream of riding in that Roll Royce
Why the fuck my heart so goddamn
Why the fuck my heart so goddamn
Why the fuck my heart so goddamn cold
Even though that shit feel like it's gone
I know you ain't had no one, you was on your own
Just gotta keep it huh
keep it close, gotta keep it close
Cannot let them know, that you keep it so long
Where You gotta keep it close
You gotta step it up
If one of my niggas pull up in that bitch, he making noise
If you smoke that gas, boy you gonna hear a voice
That means they laced your shit they laced your
I cannot take this shit, I cannot
I'm just going so crazy
I said I'm going so brazy
Flooded out my wrist so its soaked
One coupe from 50, that bitch sold
I know that I'm not okay
I swear that I'll be okay