[Intro]

Tryna tell you somethin'

You know I see how we comin' now

Jordan Knows

[Chorus]

She been goin' crazy lately, I been on the road

Won't do no conversatin', I ain't pickin' up the phone

Lonely nights all on my own

I can't write down all my wrong-ong-ongs

Come on, C'est la Vie

Tell me what you want from me

We been runnin' and runnin', don't give a damn about me

Tryna turn into somethin', you know you say [?]

Got me screamin' like

Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it

I'm goin' too fast, all this gas I'm racin'

Smokin' too much, to these blunts I'm facin'

Care too much with these hoes I'm chasin'

[Verse 1]

Told my momma I made it, I see a man in the mirror

My diamonds goin' [?], see my plan goin' clearer

So I'm only fearing God, I ain't scared of you niggas

Had to get it from the basement, cut my way up to the ceilin'

These niggas love to talk, knowin' that I'm next up

I don't give a fuck, I just keep puttin' the pressure

Tell me what is love, all these bitches extra

I done had enough, think I'm finna let go, oh-oh

[Chorus]

She been goin' crazy lately, I been on the road

Won't do no conversatin', I ain't pickin' up the phone

Lonely nights all on my own

I can't write down all my wrong-ong-ongs

Come on, C'est la Vie

Tell me what you want from me

We been runnin' and runnin', don't give a damn about me

Tryna turn into somethin', you know you say [?]

Got me screamin' like

Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it

I'm goin' too fast, all this gas I'm racin'

Smokin' too much, to these blunts I'm facin'

Care too much with these hoes I'm chasin'

[Verse 2]

I just want a bust down AP

A nigga gonna shine like the Rollie on my wrist

So I wonder why these niggas hate me

I think they get mad I be really with the shits

And I don't want no snakes on my team

I just wanna do this alone with my niggas from the six

And I don't let no nigga fade me

Bitch I do it for my squad, triple three up on my wrist, oh-oh

[Chorus]

She been goin' crazy lately, I been on the road

Won't do no conversatin', I ain't pickin' up the phone

Lonely nights all on my own

I can't write down all my wrong-ong-ongs

Come on, C'est la Vie

Tell me what you want from me

We been runnin' and runnin', don't give a damn about me

Tryna turn into somethin', you know you say [?]

Got me screamin' like

Rockstar lifestyle, might not make it

I'm goin' too fast, all this gas I'm racin'

Smokin' too much, to these blunts I'm facin'

Care too much with these hoes I'm chasin'