Ooh, so they think I wanna die, yeah 'Cause my doors are suicide, yeah Bet my coffin would be nice, yeah Stud that bitch up with some ice, yeah These people don't want me alive, no They wanna play games with my life, oh The coupe doors are suicide, oh

A lie, a lie, a lie, a lie (that's a lie) Ooh, he do it better, that's a lie (that's a lie, yeah) He at my level, that's a lie (that's a lie, yeah) A hundred thousand for the times, yeah They fuckin' with us, that's a lie, ooh, yeah All of my homies

Girl, I’m ready, if you’re ready, now Ooh, is it ever gonna be? If you’re with it, then I’m with it, now Maybe you could change me Make all my wrongs right Change me, change me change me oh yeah To accept all the responsibility I’d go out of my way

Hello? Oh my God I know this ain't you calling me again Oof, ooh my God Yeah, Yeah, yeah, it's him What in the fuck did I tell you about calling me? You found out 'bout who? Yeah, I bet you did found out about him who Yeah, Yeah, I fuck with him, I fuck with him for

That's real life, oh oh oh Real life, ooh Mama talking that real life, oh oh oh That real life, real life, real life, real life Mama called me destructive, oh yeah Said it ruined me one day, yeah Cause every woman that loved me, oh yeah Seemed to push

I don't wanna lose you (don't wanna, don't wanna, don't wanna lose you) Our love (this love of ours, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ooh, so I'm gon' give you respect and I want to protect Oh, ooh, ooh I don't wanna hear no trouble talk People telling me what they

Oops, oops, ooh Fuck a nigga's bitch, I'm like, "Oops" (oops) Pass her to the gang, nigga, that's an alley-oop (oop) Ridin' 'round town in an all-white coupe (yeah) Gang of bad bitches blow a nigga like soup (yeah) You was buyin' Polos, I was buyin'

Don't break Yeah, Yeah, you'll pull through it, You're safe Oh, ooh ooh And you can do it, Yes, you can do it Lonely float got in the way You are the feel, and knew it anyway Take a chance, it wasn't what you know

I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (yeah) Drop top, head bopping Tomorrow, tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow) talkin' right now I'm be fresh as hell if the Feds watching (tell 'em) Ooh ooh ooh tomorrow, tomorrow (tomorrow, tomorrow) Tomorrow, tomorrow

You’re so money, money, money You got a country road Carolina soul Baby you’re just so homegrown Ooh, I dig the way that you move You shake it down to your roots I did your momma teach you how to do that thing you do Yeah, Yeah, nothing sweeter than wild I’ll