Check my shit I'm gold PA where I'm from Just check the scroll Elisco he cold I can't talk right now Plug on the phone Might go MIA Still can't cry in front of families face Some shit never change Won't speak off the mic I'm in my ways Pop the roof like perc Cigs and shit little bitch yeah I've seen worse Can't speak bout on verse Homies off five things still skrt skrt skrt Now they clean we up Still gone smoke my weed I just re-upped Love the morning sun T in my left hand the other one For my coffee cup Made just like my girl Could give a fuck If it's love it's love Swear girl where you from is it above Never know what's next He love all his bros He tats his chest She said hold your breath Wish that feeling from that night just left