Some things are just meant to be Going a hundred in a fifty-five And I don't know why I'm still alive, but I Do what I can, but I know I can't take anymore I still believe in this Rock 'n Roll And I pray the music gon' save my soul, but 'Til then I still

How you let a nigga in the feds out do you Your pockets in the red and I don't wanna talk to you If I ain't a millionaire then my lil boy can grow a pussy If Guwop ain't bout his business then Popeye must be a sissy And if you ain't getting money I don't

Your baby daddy a sucker, ayy, your baby daddy a buster, ayy Your baby daddy so broke, he hit the plug for a free line of coke I'm thirty deep with the whole gang, pull up, we bringin' the pain Fuckin' a bitch, grabbin' her throat, poppin' out all of her

Die and fucking love me Please tell me she won’t change Maybe I should let her go But only when she loves me How can I just let her go Not until she loves me Now die and fucking love me She’s sticking needles in her skin I turn with an ugly grin

Exotic my cars and my broads and reefer, yeah They say it's cheaper to keep her, yeah Fuck it, I'm rich so I left her Shout out the plug, let me keep all that extra, yeah I just pulled up in a Tesla, yeah Pour me a four pop a Tuss', yeah Forty pointers

Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare Gold bottles, pop 'em like it's '96 (pop) Dirty niggas with clean money, this shit is beautiful (gorgeous) Black bottles, pop 'em at your funeral (uh) Dirty niggas with clean money, this shit is beautiful

Shawty wanna' thug, bottles in the club Shawty wanna' hump, you know I'd like to touch ya lovely lady lumps C-Call me, s-so I can get it juicy for ya Call me, so I can make it juicy for ya C-Call me, s-so I can make it juicy for ya Ow, uh huh no homo

I don't know if your looking for romance or I don't know what you're looking for I said I bet that you look good on the dance floor Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984 Oh but you're an explosion (you're dynamite) Your name isn't Rio, but I

Disrespect me And I'm real disrespectful Seen you from a far way You was talking side ways If you wanna start shit Just know that we gon' pop quick Get the fuck outta my face Copped me a whip (skirt)

You always were the better part of me Open your eyes See through the pain Remember how we used to be Before you let it go Without you I'm half the man I used to be 'Cause all of our wrongs can't be made right Won't you let it go