作词 : Christopher Pearson/Dominique Jones

作曲 : Christopher Pearson/Dominique Jones

We did some shit that we was never posed to do

If I ain't put you down, you still wouldn't have a clue

They say you get around, so what to me you knew

Just know I'm down for whatever you wanna do

But lately I been indecisive, it's probably best for you to choose

New Ferrari cost an M, if you want one, I'm buying two

Fell in love with stacking hundreds plus my favorite color blue

Started all this shit with nothing, ain't no way that I can lose

If I run into the opps, then we gon' eat, bruh say they food

Hundred million dollars cash inside the room, yeah, that's my mood

Ain't seen the hood in a minute, but shh, I'm still in tune

We got sticks and wе outside, I live my life likе I'm a goon

We fell in love with shit we never posed to love

You start acting out of character, I blame it on the drugs

I gave everything I could, I guess my good ain't good enough

Had some people **** me over so I keep my guard up

New Ferrari got two motors, gas station, charge up

I remember tryna run it up to snatch a charger

I told bro to keep his prayers up, know God got us

I been showing too much love, if I keep going, my heart'll bust

They know they can't **** with us

I see her, I get a rush

Don't go missing, stay in touch

I won't fold or bend or break, I swear I'm solid as they come

I am not lil' dude, he might be two, but he cannot be one

I walk out, my hand on my gun, I gotta make it back to my son

Dive in the endzone, I can't fumble

Invest a couple Ms on my mama

Live like Jack but I don't like drama

Bulletproof Cadillacs like Obama

They know to shoot first, ain't no warning

Sometimes staying focused'll get boring

I'm tryna touch a hundred this run

[?] this shit fun

Bitches trifling, niggas sniping, ain't no love, a nigga'll hit your baby mama

Tom Ford jacket, belt bottoms, ain't going to prom though

Marble countertop to these floors, I'm from the slum, ho

I play as the glue in this shit and make sure we stick together

Brodie lost his life and it inspired me to get my shit together

Ain't no sense in me putting time in if it don't even matter

If you don't get it, you throw a fit, and I'm starting to peep a pattern

You could've just brushed that off, you had to be dramatic

765 McLaren, this ain't the one they got

Brabus truck at least half a ticket, I got it in the projects

If anything, I tried to help you, I ain't never try to knock you

We fell in love with shit we never posed to love

You start acting out of character, I blame it on the drugs

I gave everything I could, I guess my good ain't good enough

Had some people **** me over so I keep my guard up

Bitches trifling, niggas sniping, ain't no love, a nigga'll hit your baby mama

Tom Ford jacket, belt bottoms, ain't going to prom though

Marble countertop to these floors, I'm from the slum, h