[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
I probably should address a couple things
When I get anxious, I been busy
I been thinkin' bout the issues I've been drinkin' 'round
Can't bring up how my actions might affect you
Possess it with my refuge and the places where medicinal habitual
The distance is a ritual to mission
Never fiction, always split the funds on principal
The dividends for kinfolk where expected
The things that I've neglected come to haunt me, I'm defenseless
I done gave up on this 'ception[?], nigga
Gave up this weapon, nigga
Mental help and stressin', nigga
Rather keep it pushing and get splattered on this dresser, nigga
2023, I'm not gon' hand out these lessons, nigga
Money, money, please. These labels thing they could finesse a nigga?
[Chorus]
Momma need everything, labels want everything
Women want wedding ring, I been here working
I would pop anything to feel like I deserve this
We would drop everything to make eachothers' world spin
Yeah, narcissist for hire
I would drop everything to make the bridges brighter when they burn
Tighter on my turns
Liar on the 15th, I'm a fighter on the 1st
I just want everything, I can't do everything
You won't do anything, I've been here working
I would pop anything to feel like I deserve this
I would drop everythin' to make my brother hurt, and
Yeah, narcissist for hire
I would drop everything to make the bridges brighter when they burn
Price behind my words
Liar on the 15th, I'm a fighter on the 1st
[Interlude — Sample]
I fell down the steps, I gotta go to the hospital
You ain't goin' to that hospital
No, really, I can't get up!
Where's the love?
[Verse 2]
Shit, should probably link with Morpheus
Matrix filled with settled scores and portions for the hoard
And tapestry is slightly torn, my voice is hoarse
The heat is scorchin', early mornin' plane is boarded
I just stumbled out this Uber late
Moving date, different state
Contemplate the new credentials
Pinky ring don't match the dental
Stiff jab to the mental, set the tone for incidentals
Probably get right back at home before I get right on the road
Still lost control with two parentals, nigga
[Chorus]
Momma need everything, labels want everything
Women want wedding ring, I been here working
I would pop anything to feel like I deserve this
We would drop everything to make eachothers' world spin
Yeah, narcissist for hire
I would drop everything to make the bridges brighter when they burn
Tighter on my turns
Liar on the 15th, I'm a fighter on the 1st
I just want everything, I can't do everything
You won't do anything, I've been here working
I would pop anything to feel like I deserve this
I would drop everythin' to make my brother hurt, and
Yeah, narcissist for hire
I would drop everything to make the bridges brighter when they burn
Price behind my words
Liar on the 15th, I'm a fighter on the 1st