Don't cry just leave it's hard enough
Don't speak your eyes are saying enough
I keep having this dream
I wake up, in my studio
It's a regular day
The sun is beaming through my window
I can feel it on my face
And I can smell that it's hot
I hear street noise but it's so familiar to me
That it isn't noise it's more like a score
I think I fell again
In love
I should have been better
If I could have been better I would have been better
I should have been better
I should have been better to you
Said I would have done better
If I knew what I'd lose
I should have done better
If I could have done better
And I would have done better
If I knew I'd what I'd lose
I think I'm in love
I should have done better
I think I'm in love
If I could have done better I would have done better
I think I fell again
I think I'm in love
I dick her down and then I dip
Don't stick around don't stop to think
It slow me down
With the 'fro out bitch I'm pimpin' your bitch fuckin' for the clout
No you didn't feel me but you feelin' different now
I know you didn't feel me but you feelin' different now
Why you frontin' like we close my nigga?
We just took a pic I ain't your bro my nigga
Hood rich off the flip could get the quote my nigga
Got no sleep at night made my dreams my real life nigga
Whippin' up the dope that's my elixir
Got them hoes inside the kitchen and they both just steady whippin'
From the snow
Convos with models they think that we're dating
She look away cause I'm intimidating
I just hit a lick I ain't missing you
Two bitches and they friends tongue kissing
Hop up on a plane go missing
Woke up far away felt different
Baby mama spoiled still bitchin'ay
I admit it if I said it I meant it ay
Cut off all my hoes I felt different ay
Had to cut off all my hoes I felt different ay
(What got you feeling different?)
I guess the feeling different
I guess they're feeling different
Guess what? I'm still in different
Guess what? I'm still in (Parkdale Cartel)
I got her slaving for the dick
This bitch crazy for the dick
If she don't make a nigga rich
I don't need that fucking bitch
And I don't need no fucking friends
When I'm counting all this money
I don't need no fucking friends
When I'm counting all my money and I
Could have bought a Benz
But I cut off all my friends
Then I ran up on a cheque
Got Adidas cutting cheques
Had to cool it with the checks
But I copped these Off-Whites
For them off-site meetings
Getting home to big bags
Getting to the big bag
Yeah in the big leagues
These niggas got feel me
I got her slaving for the dick
This bitch crazy for the dick
If she don't make a nigga rich
I don't need that fucking bitch
(Okay I'ma be the bad guy)
Drop my daughter off at school
(Okay I'ma be the bad guy)
Make an upload to the cloud
(Okay I'ma be the bad guy)
Come back down to racks
(Okay I'ma be the bad guy)
Raking in these racks
(I won't lose hey)
No middle man
No meddling no
(Can't lose you)
No settling
New ting trying to settle in
(I won't lose hey)
I got several of them
(I can't lose)
The camera's outside when I slide
I can't lose hey
Can't lose you
The camera's outside when I slide
I won't lose hey
Can't lose
I won't lose hey
Can't lose you
I won't lose hey
I can't lose
Can't lose you
I won't lose hey
Can't lose
Can't lose
Won't lose
What I'm gonna do?
Other than what I do
I can't lose
I won't lose hey
Big bank account
Big bank account
Bitch I love to count
Bitch I love to count
Big bank account
Big bank account
Bitch I love to count
Stacking large amounts
Skinny thick with no ass
But her heart big
Shorty make my heartbeat
Me I beat on hypebeasts
When I hop on hype beats
Harry set the bpm
Then he sends the beats to him
Classic like a white T
Beastin' on these beats again
Then I get to stretching like it's early morning and your yawning
Then I'm flexing like I'm ballin' off a new endorsement
Like I'm playing sports and
I could tell y'all tired you're uninspired
Meanwhile I'm on fire
Hire then I fire help
I get by just by myself
Write a cheque and sign myself
I would say
Life is like
An episode of Seinfeld
But that would show my age
And the youth are in a rage
To tell the truth
I be angry too
Got an attitude
Like until I have it too
I'm coming at you like you food
Flexin' for the new chain
Might put you on the food chain
Nigga for this new thing
I might put you on the food chain
Big little brother
Had no hands on my bike
Went from hand to hand to bb guns off the bike
To police killing Shelton
Bless the dead you're alive
To those who still remember those in love with your light
Switch to different plates
Bring the whip to chop shop
Scoop her in the whip
Split the zip
And then hotbox
Got it on a lock and I been boostin' up the stock
Brand new off the lot and it cost me an awful lot
I was young but I was serious .
They're quiet cause they scared of us
Don't act like you know
New flavours and they various
New tings in different areas I move on when I'm bored
Bumpin' (Lil) Wayne I made it rain but I'm not god
Put you on the food chain
Flexin' for this new thing
Put you on the food chain
Can I sleep with you tonight
If I could be with you
Girl to be with you for the night
If I could be with you
Can I sleep with you tonight
If I could be with you
Girl to be with you for the night
If I could be with you
You don't have to leave
Staring in your eyes watch you fall in love
Staring in your eyes watch you fall in love
Staring in your eyes watch you fall in love
Staring in your eyes watch you fall in love
Both my eyes are strained bleeding red
I'll close my eyes when I'm dead
Wake up early morning I'm like bet
Think of my revenge
Then jump out of bed
Think of my revenge
As I'm counting all this bread
They got too much hate in them today
Okay I play no fucking games
Okay I'll lay up when I'm dead
Until then I stay up counting bread
I made a play and filled my safe again
And started feeling safe again
Until I thought ahead
Both my eyes are strained bleeding red
I'll close my eyes when I'm dead
Wake up early morning I'm like bet
Think of my revenge
Then jump out of bed
Think of my revenge
As I'm counting all this bread
They don't know my story
They don't know my story
I be hard at work ay
It be hard on me
My bitch bumpin' Cardi B
Ay
So she coming hard at me ay
Bitch I'll probably be
OT Hotel card and key
Went from quarter keys
To autotune it's all in key ay
Had my heart to keep
Now we hardly speak ay
It was hard for me
It's just my art and me
Ay listen bitch
I'm gon' give you dick and this zip then I'm dipping out
I just hit a lick bitch I feel rich bitch call me Richy now
They be doing too much
Do the most
It's embarrassing
I got all this weight on my mind I've been carrying
Can I hit your line when I need release?
When I need some relief?
Copped the full thing I ain't need to lease
I ain't need to lease yeah at least
Bitch I'm doing me doing me
I'm doing me at least
I'ma beast though yeah I'm a beast I'm a beast
I'm a beast I'm a beast
Ain't it funny how it's love until it's not, love
I be putting shots up
Bring it like a potluck
Ringing getting brought up
Thinking I forgot hey
Then hit you and your brother hey
Daddy I ain't come to play
Getting funds is fun to me
Yeah that shit is instrumental
Killing every instrumental
Bitch you tripping is you mental
Gon' get me sent to mental
Cause you so sentimental
Need you when I need release
Need you when I need relief
Copped the full thing I ain't need to lease
I've been doing me doing me
It's me and you
It will be fine
I'll be alright
Don't cry just leave it's hard enough
Don't speak your eyes are saying enough
It will be fine
I'll be alright
I can tell you where I been at
But ain't no telling where I'm going
Fuck up on a day to day put it in a song
You know they gon' hate it anyway
They don't love you until you're gone
It's stressing me
I've got ties that got me tied up they're stretching me
Clothes on a line
A closed mind is not a threat to me
I smoke weed to keep the peace peep the recipe
Wrestle with mind and only mine
My therapy
Do mine thoroughly never mind my obscurity
They won't bury me fuck'um all Ron Jeremy
I won't fail I won't fail
My mind free if I'm locked in a jail
Prison taking brothers
Daddies having daughters but
Daddy beefing with mama
Daughter had to see how her daddy beat on her mama
Neighbours call policemen now daddy bleed on the sidewalk
But daddy needed some agua
But now he leak on the sidewalk
Now daughter got no daddy
But baby got her mama
Now that's her only family
If I shed a tear tonight
Maybe I can get another chance to show you
I can turn a wrong to right
They won't ever see it
They won't ever see a nigga when he down
For life
When I come around ain't nobody tryin' to claim me
Once I get it all it's a fuck a nigga pay me shit
Either way I do it they gon' hate me shit
I can tell you where I been at
But ain't no telling where I'm going
Fuck up on a day to day put it in a song
You know they gon' hate it anyway
They don't love you until you're gone
And I'm putting in hours
Trying to see power like bees see flowers
Out in BC doing shows dipping out of
Different hoes
Time zone my zone
Mind gone mind on
Mine and mine only
Try and I'll fire on
You with a firearm
I light this fire up
Then write me a fire song
Higher than nepotism hires and
Church songs inspired hymns
Bad times inspired him
What's wrong with my mental health
Demons live inside of him
Black boy I ain't had no help
So I won't help nobody then
Gone
I'm staring at myself
But I'm- (in my studio)
I can't be sure cause I can't see my face
But I'm- I'm certain it's me (sun is beaming through my window)
Cause it looks like me (I can feel it on my face and I can smell that it's hot)
And it's in my studio it's in my space
And it's
I'm hearing everything that I've been hearing (I hear kids)
For what feels like an entire lifetime
Those same kids on the way to school (I hear street noise)
The street car
The traffic (A score)
(And I can't see my face)
(I'm looking at me)
(I'm staring at me)
But every time I get close enough to see
Every time I get close enough to know
To be absolutely certain
I wake up...