[Intro]

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[Chorus]

I was locked up in the cell when I was seventeen

I'm askin' God like, "What the fuck do you stop blessin' me?"

Look at myself and take a draw of all that's left of me

I'm finna turn this shit around, the rest is history

It don't cost me shit to get yo' bitch fucked

Right behind the BB sign with a glick'd up

Everybody want me dead, it's a witch hunt

I been geekin' off these meds, I'm a sick cunt

If I'm a junkie, I'ma rich one

All my clothes they [?] I ain't thrift none

Evеry time I post it back, I gotta flip some

Outta pocket whеn you speak, I made his bitch cum

[Verse]

You one goofy took a bullet fo' yo' man

You can tell by how he lookin' he gon' snake you and the end

I got a Cashapp with the touchdown, I'll do it all again

Lil' bad bitch wanna fuck now, like baby, where you been?

I got some bloons on me, they Benjamin's

If you tryna ball wit' me, you hoppin' in?

I just gotta call from the label, tappin' in

That shit made me feel like the highest I've ever been

I just put a bitch up inside a Mercedes Benz

And issa big body so you can bring yo' friends

I was fucked up in the past, always came in last

Now I'm on top of this shit I'm never lookin' back

[Chorus]

I was locked up in the cell when I was seventeen

I'm askin' God like, "What the fuck do you stop blessin' me?"

Look at myself and take a draw of all that's left of me

I'm finna turn this shit around, the rest is history

It don't cost me shit to get yo' bitch fucked

Right behind the BB sign with a glick'd up

Everybody want me dead, it's a witch hunt

I been geekin' off these meds, I'm a sick cunt

If I'm a junkie, I'ma rich one

All my clothes they [?] I ain't thrift none

Every time I post it back, I gotta flip some

Outta pocket when you speak, I made his bitch cum

[Outro]

Ayy slow this shit down for me 'cause

I was fucked up in the past, always came in last

Now I'm on top of this shit I'm never lookin' back

I was locked up in the cell when I was seventeen

I'm askin' God like, "What the fuck do you stop blessin' me?"

Look at myself and take a draw of all that's left of me

I'm finna turn this shit around, the rest is history