[Intro]

Something told me it was over (yeah)

When I saw you and her talking

Something deep down in my soul said “cry girl" (cry girl)

When I saw you and that girl walking around (ooh)

[Verse: Ave]

I got no business in this bitch, but I’m still staying on my shit

Talking all this mess, I know I’m overthinking it

Running outta plans, don’t think I’ll forget

Where the fuck my lighter? Think I need a cigarette

Where the fuck my diamonds? Need ‘em hanging on my neck

Where the fuck my peers been at? I’m grinding for respect

Money envy over everything, you better come correct

Nothing gon’ be cool when you by the open fire

Lookin at thе time, shit we goin’ to the wirе

Picking up my phone, calling out “liar, liar”

I can see the snakes in the grass before they biting

Bitch I’m feeling like a titan

Weight on my feet, but you know I keep on fighting

You know I keep on fighting

Feeling light up on my feet, so you know I keep on running

And my heart is getting weak, but I keep that fucker pumping

Hear you motherfuckers speak when I turn nothing to something

I got places to be, gotta keep this fucker drumming, yeah

I can never give up on this shit

Pushing forward for all the misfits

Fill my bag, I wanna stack up my chips

On a drive it’s lonely and I’m swervin’ my whip, aye

Moving out, the turnaround is starting now, so let it out

I’m building up for all this time

I gotta shine and get what’s mine

And starting now, I’mma stack my fucking rings

And in no time we gon’ be living like we kings

And I’m gon’ make it, by any fucking means

I’m keeping to myself and I don’t need no beef

Beef

Picking up my life when it’s turning into pieces

Need a magnifying glass, I’m looking through the creases

Bout to blow ‘em back and you know this is just the thesis

Gotta wake ‘em up, they sleeping on these masterpieces

[Bridge: YDXX]

Whoa

Feel like I’m dying in slow

Say it’s just the way I had to go

If I had more self control

Ahh

I won't wake you up (oh no)

Oh just say you won’t leave me

And I can’t get enough

Of the pain that it brings me

Ahh

[Verse: Basu]

I might move out to the Congo

Feel like OJ, moving PDS, we go cruising in the Bronco

All white Benz with the escalade, this a different type of combo

I don’t fight fair, archers in the trees, they gon’ listen to the honcho

Yuh, uh, bitches filled up with they envy

Tank full, never empty, motherfucker we on go mode

God told me that he sent me, I’m sending bitches to hell

Got a good soul, I forgive but I can never wish ‘em well

Yuh, uh, moving different, you can tell

Full court trap double team bitch, I got money for the bail

Rolling deep like Adele, we got money in the shelf

This the field no hotel, underwater, Michael Phelps

Yuh, uh, bitches acting they like they famous

We gon’ really make ‘em famous

Shit they do for entertainment

Damn, I wonder if they shameless

Make they name disappear

Bloodlines cut nameless

Make ‘em pray live in fear (go!)

Yuh, uh, might go move out to Wakanda

I could make a fucking million dollars overnight, still catch me in a Honda

Shit, catch me in the fucking water swimming with the orcas, got me moving like piranhas

Doin’ shit that you ain't fond of, work ethic like the Mamba

Bitch, I swear on my mama

Uh, who gon’ be laughing when we count the commas?

I’ma make ‘em live in trauma

I need like 8 kids, I got beef with the condom

Vision different it's beyond ‘em

I need a crib that's haunted

Bitch I'm one with the spirits, I need to know you exhausted, yuh