作曲:Wesley Eric Weston Jr.
Say the way
She got she got she got
Some job done and I slapped up ain't no one to live
Chop stars
Og ron c dj capstick
At first you had a buzz but then it went away
You consume too many **
You blew fifty and twenty days
You missed a couple shells which resulted in lawsuit
You never showed up in court
They took both for your cars too
Nothing slowing up your ace boom come losing faith
You shining hard
But you don't ever keep your people straight
You talking to them crazy calling everybody late
If they wanted a drill
Sorching they could've been listed in the name baby
Famous like a **
Try your best not to over catch a
Catch a cell they sold just to pull up in that
Holy ghost it
Was it worth it was it really worth it come on tell me
Right
Afraid of heights I hope this paris shoot on me on me
I see you stressed out
And trying to smoke the pain away
All I can do is shake my head at the red games today
Appreciate the money
Appreciate the fans I'm like lebron
I brought a championship to the land
What you don't do when it ain't no more shows
I guess
I guess you going back to the block I suppose
You blew five bands on some easy
You should have bought some snowman like jesus
Or you could've winning bout a little piece of land
Instead you back in thehood tryna ride the peace of man
I ain't go lie I really ran through a hundred meal
I was g g either
I was paying everybody bill
Mama bills daddy bills y'all support
Bun money peace money war money
Fist money gun money cars rocks private jets
Man I didn't have those two of them
The mansions lucrative deals from anthems
I just got greedy so I had to make 'em fall back
It ain't no yarry I will never ever get a call
We can do what you ** me over you ** yourself
And these ** don't love me
They just wanna touch my wealth
So when the curtains close and all the music stop I
Firefighters and boxes and I'm gonna walk a mile
What you gon' do when it ain't no more shows
Hey hey hey
I guess she going back to the block that's above