I really like to use cash
(My momma said)
(She pray for me, I told her "I ain't been the same since niggas dead")
Bitch
(For real)
Tell you 'bout my life
I'm in my feelings and I know this shit ain't right (Mane)
Police after me 'cause I be riding 'round with pipes
Fuck it, nigga, run up on me, boy, you know you dying
And I know I'm fucking crazy and I lost my mind
They had took my younging nig' and I didn't want to cry
I had caught my younging, told my nigga, "Go grab them pipes"
Fuck it, slide, slide, it's kill, kill, it's murder time
Nigga, you ain't knowing if we living wrong or we living right
And my motherfucking soul shaken wrong
Tell my momma, "When I die, bury me in Chrome with that pistol in my tux"
I'ma die with that pistol, I'ma die with that pistol
I'm riding 'round town tryna kill a nigga
That's what the fuck I'm on, huh
That's where the fuck I've been, hmm
I been stuck at home
Bracelet on my leg, can't do a show, think I'm going broke
Fuck nigga, I get me a bag, chase that bag, that's what I'm on, fuck
(Bitch)
I got two front doors
You put your hand on either or and you can meet my damn uncle
I don't know what you be thinking 'cause I'm really shot out
You ain't here [?] we had sticks at Waffle House
I was from that bitch, [?] Street, that was them trenches
You don't wanna keep walking in my shoes, huh
You don't wanna walk in my shoes
'Cause I been through everything
Some shit you know to do
Know they had to play with me
"Go be a scammer" like my momma said (Like Wanda said)
Plug