[Verse]

Idle thoughts, Idle man

Idolize, all their plans

I don't mind, I can wait

By myself, every day

I’d admit, I cannot

Find some time to do something

Fuckin' up all the time

I'll be fine, I’ll be fine

I be flyin' in the sky

High as fuck, I'll never die

I ain't gon lie, I done tried suicide a couple times

I could end it any day

So I don't really give a fuck about anything

Bitch I'm runnin' 'round, ’bout a hundred miles

With a 40 oz, plus I’m stuntin' now

Stackin’ money up, ain't this what you wanted?

Now you fuckin' up

But ain't no fun ’less the funds in abundance

Plus some bubble butts to bust in

Its a couple blunts stuffed with the substance

Puff, puff, pass 'til we're fucked up

Ain't down to cuff

I like my bitches fucked up and down to fuck

I've been stuck in this rut for the past couple months

I might kick the bucket and go buck on some dumb shit