Shit seem so sad when you look back Hello, hello, hello And I thought about the things you used to say And I thought about the things we did And I thought about you today And I thought about your newest kid And damn that makes 2 now Oh what do I do now?

Dog, I shouldn't have left, They wouldn't have tried this shit if I was wit ya Maybe we would have picked another time Or chose another way Or maybe my prayers would have convinced him to choose another soul Shit, its just me and my mentoni now Man you

If it ain't about the money Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up Ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time Nah I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit Bitch, you can miss me with it, bitch nigga miss me with it

Dangerous MC's Bitch grab your tits c'mon Let me know you in the spot Bump your fists, c'mon Thugs tote yo' shit We 'bout to get mo' rich, c'mon Let's close the club, c'mon Fuck the place up, c'mon Shake yo' nasty ass

I got mad, mad love I got mad, mad love for ya 'Cause I won't let you go, no, I won't let you go We don't give a, we love the drama I got mad, mad love for you Whoever said if you love someone, you should set them free They don't know shit about you and

Take, up in space. Take, up in space. Fuck all that bullshit! You watch me play. I look away. Your lights turn bright. You found the light. You're gonna die!

Rather be with you and all your bullshit I'd rather be with you and all your bullshit Rather be with you and all your bull All those silly issues made up in your head You (Yeah babe) Know you got problems You got a lot of problems

But all the ho shit still so smelly Three-sixty-five, twenty-four seven Percocet got a nigga nose sweaty Belch wrong, get your throat slashed Nigga, broke ass, where's your cash? Nigga, Santa Claus with no bag Nigga, you a ho-ho-ho ass, nigga Nigga with

Tote a pole, tote a pole, tote a pole 1400, bitch, you know I tote a pole With 6ix9ine, bitch, you know we tote them poles You talk down, we gon' let that shit go Let it blow, let it blow, let it blow Got the scope, got the scope, got the scope .223's

Do you want to ride or die Come with me Hail Mary nigga run quick see What do we have here now La dadada, la la la la If it's on then it's on, we break beat-breaks Outlawz on a paper chase, can you relate? To this shit I don't got be the shit I gotta