Shoutout to my jeweler, bitch, I'm rollin' off a magic bean Got that Ruger on me, things got bloody, had to leave the scene And people say they love me, but they only want a feat' from me They see I'm on the come up, now my ex just keep on callin' me And I just turned 15, I'm seein' things I can't believe I'm startin' to feel sober now, so I'm drinkin' on this codeine And I'm smokin' on this loud pack, all these blinded memories And you didn't even know me, but now you wanna get with me She callin' on my phone, she hit me up for no reason She callin' on my phone, she hit me up for no reason I got all these clothes and all this money for no reason For no reason, for no reason For no reason, for no reason Woah, woah, woah