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I just need my-- Ayy, ayy
I be floatin' on the seven like my legs don't work
With a 48 I'm perpin' like my head don't hurt
Bougie boostin' me to heaven if this bread don't first
Got too throwed in the AM, got me prayin' for birds
I was fucked up by some shit I'd probably take to the hearse
My expression showin' hints I can't relay in no verse
Leave the rap event, my mama tryna take me to church
Got up in my own lane, you can't pay me to merge
I want her but when I see it, she just takes you the worst
She agnostic but that Christian make a bougie convert
I ain't even tell her, "Pop," and she start usin' her verb
Had to push it on my conscious like, "What purpose you serve?"
This lil' hoe body so obnoxious might start irkin' my nerves
In my city like a prophet, all my partners disturbed
They got me treatin' every problem like it's not my concern
Too addicted at the table, I roll all the dice
These niggas caught us tryna flex at the mall for ice
This shit I do for all my brothers, don't even call for hype
Ayy, ayy, don't even call for hype
Got too throwed in the AM, got me prayin' for birds
I was fucked up by some shit I'd probably take to the hearse
My expression showin' hints I can't relay in no verse
Leave the rap event, my mama tryna take me to church
All that hatin' feel good when you poppin' off tags
She said I never gave a fuck, I guess the cat out the bag
And the world keep spinnin', fake love don't last
Ayy, ayy, ayy, they don't wanna see you get paid, get paid nigga
I'm a real guap boy 'cause it's in my veins nigga
She wan' take me out my soul, she a real grave digger
Had to buy a carry on, she like, "Take me nigga." And
It's somethin' 'bout the pros make the hate seem realer
She keep trippin' on the phone, she like, "Take these feelings
" If I'm out there on the road, I know AC'll rip it
Do her bad if a nigga try to play me
Niggas drownin' in that water, it get waist deep
Ayy, ayy, I show face now she tryna show me HD
I be floatin' on the seven like my legs don't work
With a 48 I'm perpin' like my head don't hurt
Bougie boostin' me to heaven if this bread don't first
Got too throwed in the AM, got me prayin' for birds
I was fucked up by some shit I'd probably take to the hearse
My expression showin' hints I can't relay in no verse
Leave the rap event, my mama tryna take me to church
I said I do it for myself, somehow she took it as us
Made a forty in an AM, went and put it to hush
Niggas say it's love but don't know what it took me to clutch
In the woods seein' double like I took to the Dutch
I was fishin' for the moment, she got hooked to the touch
Got some paper now she hurt like, "You don't look at me much."
This shit ain't happen overnight, they think it look too abrupt
Got too caught up in the life, I went and shook off the buzz