I'm not human Earth is too dense I don't really wanna be a part of this system, no nothing Manifest a better place for me, this one malfunctions Taking off into the universe, I gotta dismount off something Throw another fuckin' planet toward 'em 'Bout to

They thinkin' I ain't gettin' no money 'cause I never show it I'm tryna run me up a whole dime and I'm goin' for it Fuck I look like takin' chances Fuck this money, go and blow it I'm tryna run it back up, I gotta put mine up Puttin' up the money for lil

This club so packed, these hoes so drunk Ball, ball, ball, ball I gotta bottle, gotta model, gotta molly, gotta blunt Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, these hoes so drunk) I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt ay okay we walk

Run the money up, way up Life ain't sweet ain't no lay-up Stayed the same and they changed up I knew they was gon' change up Money never gon' change us Drip for sale, they gotta pay us I stayed down and I came up So I just be in my lane stuck Cook that

You'll never forget my name Life is hit and miss and this I hope, I think, I know If I ever hear the names you call And if I stumble, catch me when I fall 'Cause baby after all And that is why I gotta keep running You know I don't care As we beg and

I'm a cold one down at the end of the day A little sundown buzz and more on the way I wash a week's worth of dust off my old truck While Bobby Earl runs home to get dressed up Here comes Clifford, gotta forty in a brown bag In his pointed toe boots and a

Uh God uh you know what we gotta do son Why know what I'm sayin? Word up Make that millions fam No doubt, it's only there for the takings son Matter of fact let me get some of that beer son We drunk all that shit hey yo 44th Side convention Queens

I got things to, say I gotta (say) talk to you Too much to talk about Come clean to you Touch down, shawty, I just touched down Guess I gotta start a hunt down You still givin' me the run around (oh no) Hit me with the addy and I'm comin' now

You got me runnin', you got me searchin' It's so sad if that's the way it's over Hold on (hold on), sweet talkin' lover (hold on) Slow down (slow down), sweet talkin' woman (She's gone so long) What can I do? I gotta get back to you (Where could she be?)

Hide your crazy and start actin' like a lady 'cause I Raised you better, gotta keep it together even when you fall apart, But this ain't my mama's broken heart Go and fix your make up girl it's, just a break up run an' I cut my bangs with some rusty