[Intro]

You niggas mad insecure

Trynna get the bag but you bad with the sauce

You don’t know my story so you adlib it all

Turning rags into riches mans I don’ been with the boss shit

Demons and all I don’ seen all the fuck shit

Money to the ceiling, from a beast to a faucet

Drip too hard got these fiends trynna stop me

I don’t give a fuck , man these niggas can’t stop me

[Chorus]

I just, I just can't decide, can’t decide can’t decide if

You were fake or maybe you were really do or die bitch

You took all my trust and you just left me out to dry yeah

Ohh tell me why

I just, I just can't decide, can’t decide can’t decide if

You were fake or maybe you were really do or die bitch

You took all my trust and you just left me out to dry yeah

Ohh tell me why

[Verse 1]

Look, have you ever lost everything

When you build it to the ceiling

Then it all comes tumbling down

Now let me tell you bout that very thing

When we did it, had ‘em screaming

“Interviews!” but we mumbling now

Really had me in my mind from that potent

Mary Jane got me feeling fine

Fuck it, man I’m stumbling now

I had the honey’s with them eyes open

Add em up, they talking bout me

Hit em up, and then we fuckin em now

They jaws droppin, heart throbbing

Ain’t no stopping this train, I evesdrop and they say that I’m nice

These other rappers they keep flip flopping

-they shit-knotting, tied up with that bull, but I maneouver like mice

Now I ain’t fucking with that “wait” shit

When I say Imma get it, Imma get it on that “today” shit

All bout that celebration

If you really want something in life - you gunn’ have to go and take it

[Chorus]

I just, I just can't decide, can’t decide can’t decide if

You were fake or maybe you were really do or die bitch

You took all my trust and you just left me out to dry yeah

Ohh tell me why

[Verse 2]

You niggas mad insecure

Trynna get the bag but you bad with the sauce

You don’t know my story so you adlib it all

Turning rags into riches mans I don’ been with the boss shit

Demons and all I don’ seen all the fuck shit

Money to the ceiling, from a beast to a faucet

Drip too hard got these fiends trynna stop me

I don’t give a fuck , man these niggas can’t stop me stop me (WHOO)

I go hard right after dark

When the sun goes down yah the dark night rises

Keep it trapping call that pest control

Cut the grass, keep these muhhfucking snakes out my vices

I ball in and I boss up, like I do not give a fuck

Go ahead and ride my wave, I got oceans in the cut

I got homies up in Saudi, London and in Russia too

Got some niggas up in Mexico, got lots of locals too yeaaaah

[Chorus]

I just, I just can't decide, can’t decide can’t decide if

You were fake or maybe you were really do or die bitch

You took all my trust and you just left me out to dry yeah

Ohh tell me why

I just, I just can't decide, can’t decide can’t decide if

You were fake or maybe you were really do or die bitch

You took all my trust and you just left me out to dry yeah

Ohh tell me why