cry about it

[Intro] Yeah You're gone [Verse 1] Bitch, I'm on duty, that's on three Watch your tone when you talking to me Like you're praying, get down on your knees I'm the one that they all wanna be Off of a pill, no, I can't go to sleep You look at your money, it shrinks I'm tryna ball like Yao Ming Can't do no feature, the fuck do you think? Try to talk that talk, like, I don't know you I think that he wanna be imposter I'm on a pill like I'm SOS, no She finna leave you, like, SOS, bro They tryna send me a SMS, no I-I'm not tryna let it go, yeah [Verse 2] They tryna leak my phone, well, I got two damn phones, yeah They be like, "Twikipedia, whеre you get them clothеs?", yeah I got it from three I swear to God they all wanna be me I feel like Stevie that shit I can't see Like, go home, I know you wanna leave Bitch, I can't I got it from three I swear to God they all wanna be me I feel like Stevie that shit I can't see Like, go home, I know you wanna leave [Bridge] Bitch, I got it, got exotic in my pocket Left one, not the right one, you just— [Verse 3] Bitch, I got it, got exotic in my pock— Left one, not the right one, you just saw it He look at the fashion, and he wish he could've bought it And if you wanna be me, make deposits