[Intro]

Oh and I handle my mothafucking business

So I feel as though I deserve to take blunts to the face

And if you can't feel me, you ain't real to me nigga

Simple as that!

[Verse 1]

Ey, ya see the people that I love slowly turning on me

Or that turning point when I start to lose my only homies

So show me love or show me paper I be on my lonely

Only nigga window seat planning my global warming

My heart colder than it used to be

Truthfully, shit ain't as easy as it used to be

This booth will be the place that they couldn't shoot me down

Aiming for the roof of me

Wait, who put you hypocrite niggas up on this pedestal

How can you blame my uncertainty and self

When I'm close enough to wealth that I can see it on the shelf

It ain't far, heard the beat and everything else just melted

I'm adamant for this cheese, I need success under this Louis belt

Let Chuuwee tell it, he done made a couple moves

I panhandle, I don't know what else the fuck to do

Even judges can't judge me so who the fuck is you

God the only thing I fear cause I don't know if homies true

[Hook]

So show me love or show me paper, I be on my lonely

Only nigga window seat planning my global warming

They show me love and love me everywhere that I'm performing

Youngest nigga, quite alarming, prepping for my global warming

[Verse 2]

Your fly is open, McFly

Door is open, I think I might dive in, head first this time

I got it right where I want it when I close my eyelids, yes I did

I've been up on this shit now for five years

Grinding ridiculous hustle heavy my eyelids

Hoes tell me I'm distance, some nigga said that I'm different

Nigga I'm full of ambition I have a lot of persistent

I've been picking my Bic pen, flicking my lighter

I smoke this zippo by myself I can't get any higher

This nigga aerial but Jay couldn't get any flyer

Back when I wasn't supplying goods getting any admirers

Got my city on fire, all my niggas behind us

And I'm freshing behind a piece of behind

A bad feline, he grind, it's terrifying how I get it

(?)pull up in Challenger on twin 6s

[Hook]

So show me love or show me paper, I be on my lonely

Only nigga window seat planning my global warming

They show me love and love me everywhere that I'm performing

Youngest nigga, quite alarming, prepping for my global warming