| I been drunk inside this condo |
| In the hills, I see the hollow trees |
| Around the block |
| Ghosts want me follow |
| Got this powder cut for now |
| Get another sack tomorrow |
| Uppers got me on the bottom |
| So I’m chugging some Moscato |
| I’m a tough act to follow |
| When I’m gone, they gone say I was a born star |
| These bitches in my bed want me to fuck them like some porn star |
| My poor jaw been bruised |
| Hate myself, I feel abused |
| I’m off some white singing the blues |
| I need some help |
| I wish you only know, yeah |
| I put down the bottle, I’m stuck in my place (Stuck in my place) |
| Everybody get the fuck out my face (Fuck out my face) |
| I want you to know I’m counting my days |
| You want that shit, you want that shit so I’m shaking the place |
| Seventy-seven, seventy-seven, seventy-seven |
| Still run from the devil |
| I put on a smile like 24/7 |
| Wrist getting icy like 7/11 |
| Telling my momma I’m headed to heaven but everyone know it’s the other direction |
| I hop in the whip, hit the pedal and wreck it |
| If you see the body, I’m done with the stress |
| I just hit two-five, don’t think I’ll hit three-oh |
| I used to get too high but now I feel real low |
| Cover myself to the feet though |
| They ain’t gon' know I feel deep though |
| I’m racing while shawty give deepthroat |
| I really got somewhere to be though |
| I’m on your block feeling real bold |
| Chain looking pissy, it’s real gold |
| I never cared about shit |
| You just a pussy, a real ho |
| Tappin' the square like a cheat code |
| I’m on the come up, that’s real growth |
| A milli could never compete though |
| I just want somethin' that’s real, oh |