[Verse 1]

Sick of y'all talking

Trash on me when I know you been markin

Now they gonn stop me

I be getting money bitch look what I parted

I can not fuck with the fake

Turn at my back put the knife in place

Gotta be me and my team

Lover boy, Spaceman, scumbag army

Look what I did

Kid from the birds never taking no shit

They never thought I would gratuade highschool

Now they're all asking for money from me

Quit the shit

Made a couple dope songs started the movement

Roll through the city

Call up T. Aubrey tell them come through

Now we making a movie

[Chorus]

You don't know what I'm on

I'm dying but it won't take too long

Got a bad bitch on my arm

'fore I'm gone I'm gonna have some fun

[Verse 2]

Gotta get the money right

I'ma touch that mil 'fore I take my life

Never wanna see the life

The way things go I don't know [?] at 25

Internet made me a star

But I don't really know how am I gonna survive

When all the money and fame was made for a fun time

All of these people don't fuck with me

Put up the bars

Fuck it let's spy out the bar

Models on models I fucked a [?] star

I don't really want that shit

Fuck that bitch to cover the scars

Fuck that trash shit

I'ma flex so hard like I'm dying tommorow

Maybe that'll make me feel better

Maybe I'm hopeless and I'm tryin' too hard

[Chorus]

You don't know what I'm on

I'm dying but it won't take too long

Got a bad bitch on my arm

'fore I'm gone I'm gonna have some fun