When I was on that road
Aye, yeah
Aye, yeah
When I was on that road
You was having all the fun
When I said I'm coming home
You was focused on the blunt
If I had a hard time
You weren't there to pick me up
But every time I look back
Know I never gave a fuck
Almost had a heart attack
When you said you was in love
I don't even love myself
But my head I'm picking up
And I know the winters cold
But it's warmer with a hug
Bitch I'd rather spit a verse
Than heat up what never was
Bitch I gotta get bandz on me
Fuck it up (aye)
Nigga put some hands on me
I'll fuck him up (aye)
Airing out the tan hoodie
Like what the fuck (aye)
Baby check the cam footage
I'm coming up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'll build a dam just in case my chain flood
She gon do it for the gram
I mean for the pay stubs
She got ass yeah she got ham
And them titties stay up
Ain't gon treat me like a fan
Guess I had to wake up (wake up, yeah yeah)
I know your mental is making you stressed
My mind make up all this shit, I should keep to myself
Strap up my vest like a veteran
Fighting hard to be well again
Heart is where venom is
Clean up some Reeboks I can sell again
We buy and sell our dreams walk in the fire
Leave my insanity all through the night
Is you gon ride, you gon ride for me?
I ask If you gon ride, you gon slide for me?
Bitch I gotta get bandz on me
Fuck it up (aye)
Nigga put some hands on me
I'll fuck him up (aye)
Airing out the tan hoodie
Like what the fuck? (aye)
Baby check the cam footage
I'm coming up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I build a dam just in case my chain flood
She gon do it for the gram
I mean for the pay stubs
She got ass yeah she got ham
And them titties stay up
Ain't gon treat me like a fan
Guess I had to wake up (wake up, yeah yeah)
I know all the lies nothing new to me
I got my disguise, so when I die I'll write my eulogy
I don't want to slow down, I'll hit you with that 223
I don't wanna slow down, I don't wanna slow down oh
I'll ride for the gold
I tried to take you home, now my house alone
But since you left, yeah I've been doing better
Yeah I'm doing better now
Bitch I gotta get bandz on me
Fuck it up (aye)
Nigga put some hands on me
I'll fuck him up (aye)
Airing out the tan hoodie
Like what the fuck (aye)
Baby check the cam footage
I'm coming up (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I build a dam just in case my chain flood
She gon do it for the gram
I mean for the pay stubs
She got ass yeah she got ham
And them titties stay up
Ain't gon treat me like a fan
Guess I had to wake up (wake up, yeah yeah)