(In my cage i been locked down )

(Why they change what they want now)

(Fuck the love shit

I can't function

Drinking something

And this bumping )

Keep track of how i move

Bitches sniffing for the trail

Pushing out emission

From the lungs its hitting well

If they ain't with the vision

Hit the door they need to bail

My light they couldn’t dim it

Lighter flicking through the hell

No fuel inside my gas tank

No stopping when the cash made

These pockets , have em dragging

You gon see how much the cash weigh

A bottle that i smashed and some roaches in the ashtray

Keep my sense of focus

Though im broken thеn amass bank

Rolling by my mother fucking self I can't fail

No one thеre to hit me on the cell

What they tell

Ain't been so different

Most the bitching

Going stale

When i lock in digits

Weigh our difference

On the scale

(Fuck the love shit

I can't function

Drinking something

And this bumping )

Why she on my mind

With whats left they know i tried

We never coincide

For the love id sit in fire

Im not perfect

Shit ain't worth it

Just observe this

From the curb bitch

Whats the purpose

Nothings working

Only hurt shit

Thats for certain

Rollin by my mother fucking self I can't fail

No one there to hit me on the cell

What they tell

Ain't been so different

Most the bitching

Going stale

When i lock in digits

Weigh our difference

On the scale