Insecurities

[Produced by Frank Dukes & Kaytranada]

[Intro]

Nigga pick up the phone, nigga

I just got back from back from Australia

You woulda loved this shit, it was hella hoes, nigga

Hella bitches, I stacked my bread up though, nigga

I think I'mma get this ring for Erica though, my nigga

Yeah, I think she the one

I want you to be the best man and shit my nigga, for real

Hit me when you get back my nigga

Tell the streets I've been down for a minute

Chop it up and let my real niggas finish

Had the kitchen or the stove, pockets on swole

Choppin' up them O's, I was gettin' it on the road

[Hook]

I was ready for whatever, mane

I remember I was sellin' things

I let it go, I let it go

Said I was ready for whatever, mane

With some niggas, they don't ever change

I let it go, I let it go

[Verse 1]

Yeah, Cadillacs, Impalas, nigga we ride Vogues

This for you pussy ass niggas and you weak ass hoes

I candy coat it, triple dip it, nigga, three times gold

Dippin' through traffic, smoking dope like I don't see 5-0

License suspended, I was livin' ignorant

Careful blocking, pop some shots just to impress my niggas

Insecure about my looks, wouldn't pop it with the bitches

Rob and stole for diamond jewels, I thought I needed attention

Why I was starvin' for attention? All she want is my attention

All I wanna do is smoke and fuck her, thug it out and keep shit undercover

Told myself that I would never love her

But I cuss her out, blow up her phone and get mad if another nigga touch her

Insecure and in my motherfuckin' feelings

Thought that I was chasin' money, I was chasin' bitches

But when the Lord gave me my daughter, helped me paint the picture

Man all the shit I did, I'm blessed the streets ain't take a nigga

Nigga I stay

[Hook]

Ready for whatever man

And some niggas, they don't ever change

I let it go, I let it go

And I remember I was sellin' things

I was ready for whatever man

I let it go, I let it go

[Verse 2]

Bentleys and Beamers, Impalas, Caprices

I scope up Diego, my nigga, we beepin'

My day one, we gang bang, we run off, we throw weight

I murder for my dogs, we eat off the same plate

We masked up, all my niggas masked up

Did a show in Brooklyn, niggas tried to get me blast up

Thought you was my nigga, hate to see me get my cash up

Then some niggas hit me, hollows almost tore my ass up

Your shooters was some actors, actin' ass niggas

Scared to squeeze the trigger, some amateur ass niggas

Used to hit the road and get stacks of them cash with them

Only time'll let me know you a stab in the back nigga

[Hook]

I remember we was sellin' things

I came to you, I'd do whatever man

I let it go, I let it go

And I was ready for whatever man

I remember I was sellin' things

I let it go, I let it go

Said I was ready for whatever man

But some niggas, they don't ever change

I let it go, I let it go, yeah

[Outro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Cadillacs, Impalas, nigga, we ride Vogues

Fuck you pussy ass niggas and you weak ass hoes

I candy coat it, triple dip it, nigga, three times gold

Dippin' through traffic, smoking dope like I don't see 5-0

License suspended, I was livin' ignorant

Kept a Glock and, pop some shots just to impress my niggas

Insecure about my looks, wouldn't pop it with the bitches

Rob and stole for diamond jewels, I thought I needed attention

Why I was starvin' for attention? All she wanted is my attention

Fuck you bitches, all my daughter want is my attention

All she want is my attention, yeah

So why am I starvin' for attention?

All she want is my attention, hmm

Why am I starvin' for attention?

All my daughter want is my attention