Bitch ain't got no love

Hate me to the guts

Tie me in the basement

Look at me i'm in the mud

While you on the same shit

I'm out here counting dubs

Sixthells ain't no lame bitch

I gotta feel your trust

Back on my shit yeah come on

Take off when I puff I just came on

I got bombs and guns and radars

I can see a red dot when you get home

Taking a break then the game will just kill you

Why you so broke gotta step in a business

Looking at you all I see is a failure

Gotta step up or we'll need a replacement

I don't care about nothing at all

Taking off I be signing my songs

I just hope that's how i'll fucking grow

Aye

Count your days yeah

In advance I get paid while you wait

Every week I get faded the same

Got no one except me I could blame

Body colder

With the ghost i'm stunnin'

Pray my dough keep coming

Green and purple onions

Overdosing wouldn't notice

I would know the pain is over

Getting older

Mind get cautious

Living careful now then ever

Bitch I'd rather fucking die

Then live in a world

Where?

You give me order

Stop the bullshit

Work for no master

Seconds kill, but the hours kill faster

Bitch ain't got no love

Hate me to the guts

Tie me in the basement

Look at me i'm in the mud

While you on the same shit

I'm out here counting dubs

Sixthells ain't no lame bitch

I gotta feel your trust

I gotta feel you try