Probably make a mil with her Faded, swear to God I'm faded My bitch educated, had her clients pay the payment She don't need a damn thing, my bitch look like Tammy Toe Hit the strip like every week plus we burn up half an O It's that life that got no

I swear to God When I'm hung over you I'm on my knees, begging pretty please I'm so love drunk stupid off these memories Mother Mary please, have mercy on me The Sun came up and I can't believe you're over me It's like ba-da-da-da-da-da Your shadows,

Don't get it fucked up I do this shit for my, I do this shit for my Yesterday was the freshest nigga in America I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh Niggas talkin' bout oh shit I pull up they like oh shit Now look whose talkin', bitch

Can't you save me? From the bottom of the ash I rose, yeah To the top I go Where I’m from its cold But I don’t need this coat, keep my sleeves rolled Got my city’s area code on my shoulder, 216 forever in my soul Swear to God every single night its gets

You get tired and disgusted with me But I can't be just what you want me to be I still love you and I try real hard I swear one day you'll have a brand new car I even asked God to try to help me He looked down from Heaven and said to tell you please Just

Is you 'bout it, 'bout it? 'Bout it, 'bout it Your body, your body is pure gold Is you 'bout it, 'bout it The way you prove you're 'bout it girl Stop telling those lies about me girl I might just call you back one day Swear to God, might fuck with this

Man I look up to God I wonder if I fell from the sky Will I hit the ground or will I learn how to fly I'm pretty sure you see it in my eyes Sometimes I wonder if I already died That shit get deep, deep, deep Man I swear to God that shit just get so deep,

Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah Oh oh oh oh oh Mama, can I get another amen? I pray for the wicked on the weekend Swear to God, I ain't ever gonna repent If I had one more day to wish If I had one more day Been traveling in packs that I can't carry anymore

All I wanted was your honesty Something more than this Something more than me (more than me) Death can take me if I can't be free I am not like you, I'm a dying breed I swear to god I'd do it for fun Just a dead man walkin' with a double barrel shotgun

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got love for us, but what about last year? I remember what you said behind our back And you sweared to your god that we wouldn't do shit. We are the new kings. I don't forget! Take a look at who's standing before