You are your own worst enemy So what ails you is what impales you I am my own worst enemy You're a victim of the system I've got a really bad disease It's got me begging On my hands and knees

We got that good love We got that hood love Bad boy, you make me make bad decisions We got that hot love We got that I don't give a what love We got that one life Give me that all night We got that Bonnie & Clyde love They say it’s wrong, but

My bitches, bad (Bitch!) And she ain't going for that (Naw!) Got every color Birkin bag (Every color) Just to make them bitches mad (Mad!) Balmains on her ass Booty so big got to look when she pass I'm a let her drive the Bentley (Bentley!) Fuck it might

So tonight gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf And just enjoy yourself Life ain't so bad at all If you live it off the wall 'Cause we're the party people night and day Livin' crazy that's the only way Groove, let the madness in the music get to

And that ain't good The way he should I've got it bad Though folks with good intentions Tell me to save my tears Well I'm so mad about him I can't live without him Never treats me sweet and gentle My poor heart is so sentimental

Told that bitch give me head Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco, Ocho Cinco Got a 100 grand in my side pocket All the hustlas love it, you know I speak the lingo (OBG Niggas) Haaaan, Los (Original Bad Boy Gang) What they talkin' bout (Coke Boys) Hear them niggas

2AM hollerin' outside Lookin' but I cannot find Don't you fall asleep this time I been all alone on a long way drive Only you can stand my mind Only you can fix inside So if I make it out tonight Let's make it a badass time Okay, I got it, copy

My bad, my bad for, trippin' on you (trippin' on you) I've been sippin', that's how I control This feelin', you keep givin' You keep on hittin' it ooh, oh Maybe it's your love, it's too good to be true Baby boy, your love, got me trippin' on you You know

And I shiver all over, I shiver all over I shiver all over, 'cause I ain't got you, hmm I wear shades 'cause my eyes are red I got a headache that just won't go away It's a wonder that I'm not dead I get the blues in the mornin' So bad, I scare myself My

I give it all that I got I get the cash and I flip it (yeah) I fuck the baddest bitches Young nigga scrape that pot (huh) Yeah, skrrt out the lot (huh) Life been movin' so fast Yeah, spend this cash (aye) I just been getting to my bag (huh) I just been