I know many things cause I seen it all

Can't talk once your feeling lost

Used to get blocked when I made the call

Money came through want to get it all

Shared with you

And everything was cool in the mall with you

Get the top head down

Through my lens I viewed

Not knowing everything

But saying I do

Not keeping it cruel

Knowing my roles

Talked about nothing

Ain't talk about goals baby

Problems aside baby

Part of my soul

Think about the money

Hope the dollars I know

Love is all that I know

We the topic of the city

Got my eye on the globe

Only you when you with me

No to Hoes I won't fold

Everyday getting tricky

Cuz our highs feel like lows

Highs feel like lows

High when I'm low

I feel stuck on the road

It seems

On the run

From the old

Feel the past keeps coming on in its own

I mean

I get High when I'm low

I feel stuck on the road

It seems

On the run

From the old

Feel the past keeps coming on in its own

I mean

Take a deep breather

Now i'm more focused

We not talking bout love

Feel it's all hopeless

See your landscape is lurking with the wrong voices

Claim chosen they talk big they all soulless

Big talk off one shot

My thoughts potent

Keep ignoring me

On God you get woken

I'm all in with my chips

Put your money in

You kept talkin bout us

Until the money spent

Uh hear we go

45 semi flow

Girl yo love of material

Fucking up my sense

She peeping my phone material

Drunk text was in my caught in my lust

Caught up I'm fucked

Came at my life

You'll be my wife

That's just a vibe

I was wasting my time

Tryna call you my own

Them women waiting in line

See your nerves calm down

Grab my hand & lets ride, now we out baby

I get High when I'm low

I feel stuck on the road

It seems

On the run

From the old

Feel the past keeps coming on in its own

I mean

I get High when I'm low

I feel stuck on the road

It seems

On the run

From the old

Feel the past keeps coming on in its own

I mean

I get High when I'm low

I feel stuck on the road

It seems

On the run

From the old

Feel the past keeps coming on in its own

I mean

I get High when I'm low

I feel stuck on the road

It seems

On the run

From the old

Feel the past keeps coming on in its own

I mean