[Chorus]

I'm used to being alone, she playin' stupid she know she the on that I want

Lately I been in my zone, [?] I don't know if he right or he wrong,Lately they change up they tone, I put that boy on a shirt fore he go in a song,I let her go through my phone

I don't even care go ahead you can find what you want, You say the word and I'm gone,no Bryson Tiller, she ask if I love her I don't

[Verse 1]

I don't owe a nigga shit, I do shit off the street cause it's hard and I already know lightskin bitch real short,real thick,big lips she red hair like lil bo,These niggas broke why you flexing yo homeboy money stop wearing yo homeboy clothes

All of my niggas we winning, we rocking designer nigga we rocking our own, I thought they was lying they told me your friends get short when your money get long,I'm rollin backwoods up I ain't eating no edibles I ain't never hit a bone

Dark-skinned bitch she got so much ass big titties she know that you bad to the bone

[Chorus]

I'm used to being alone, she playin' stupid she know she the on that I want

Lately I been in my zone, [?] I don't know if he right or he wrong,Lately they change up they tone, I put that boy on a shirt fore he go in a song,I let her go through my phone

I don't even care go ahead you can find what you want, You say the word and I'm gone,no Bryson Tiller, she ask if I love her I don't

[Verse 2]

Life is a blessing I'm really trying to make sure my whole damn family ain't stressing

It really don't matter,about what a nigga say at the end of the day cause she still goin text me

I want it all the iced out smile the whole damn mall I can't settle for lesser Yeah, I be in the cut like a barber I'm getting bigger I got to be smarter plug it in like a charger labels they waitin too late I'm only get harder they been always there for a nigga I got real love for my mother and father when I walk in I ain't asking nobody for sales I get what I wanna

[Pre-Chorus]

Niggas be thinking I'm dumb they calling me crazy for keeping the heat in the summer I shoot a nigga like he play for the thunders he 5'10 ill put him six feet under these niggas pie like cake they funnel now kodak my vision on the same tunnel ain't nobody hold me on my momma I'm good with rapping but I keep the Llama

[Chorus]

I'm used to being alone, she playin' stupid she know she the on that I want

Lately I been in my zone, [?] I don't know if he right or he wrong,Lately they change up they tone, I put that boy on a shirt fore he go in a song,I let her go through my phone

I don't even care go ahead you can find what you want, You say the word and I'm gone,no Bryson Tiller, she ask if I love her I don't