Hook:
Gave up tryna get along
Easter pink im feelin gone
Got my back against the wall
Extensions we reveal them
No that hoe won't love u back
An the streets might get attached
And the feeling is unmatched
Dirty money hit the ceiling fan
Thinking of a master plan
Need to get up out the trap
Anyday could be your last
An i gave dat game my last
Like the season was all wrapped
Signed my life up like an only fans
Wheres the pen
Verse:
We brought Stixx inside this place yеah they whats up
Im talking in tongues my cup is on numb
Ain't worried at all
Im maximum wagе
Im flexing my rate
This club is full of killers
And i know where they from
I chill with they moms
I play with they sister, little brother and they dog
Im swiping these cards
Im driving these cars
I pay for that pussy to if she wanna get on
I put him on channel 5 if he wanna get on
At the top of the morning
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Thats my shooter he scoring
Yeah, yeah, yeah
All that fake shit is not approved
Save it for cases
To many members its not a few
Lawyers they hate me
They looking over like freedom soon
They putting a claim in for niggas names
Got a opp or two dont worry about it
I set a date and that shit is through
Hook:
Gave up tryna get along
Easter pink im feelin gone
Got my back against the wall
Extensions we reveal them
No that hoe won't love u back
An the streets might get attached
And the feeling is unmatched
Dirty money hit the ceiling fan
Thinking of a master plan
Need to get up out the trap
Anyday could be your last
An i gave that game my last
Like the season was all wrapped
Signed my life up like an only fans
Wheres the pen
Verse:
Even when i be pouring up i ain't slowing down
Self esteem getting lower its on the floor now
And im hitting his city he wanted war now
And i never met a girl that i’d marry
I prolly turned down
If i didn't get money would they adore now
Put her in that new rolly no michael kors now
And the fake love i got, i know the difference
Couldn't put that bullshit aside, we can't do business
All them niggas right by your side
They all is bitches
Heart was broken when i seen records
Like it was guiness
Hate that im so loyal its blinding
He turned a witness
Dont let that nigga give a reminder
We tote extensions
They come to the hotel straight from the nosebleeds
They telling they friends they act like they know me
I tell them the road to the top is lonely
She told me
She a big fan go check my only
Hook:
Gave up tryna get along
Easter pink im feelin gone
Got my back against the wall
Extensions we reveal them
No that hoe won't luv you back
An the streets might get attached
And the feeling is unmatched
Dirty money hit the ceiling fan
Thinking of a master plan
Need to get up out the trap
Anyday could be your last
An i gave that game my last
Like the season was all wrapped
Signed my life up like an only fans
Wheres the pen