[Intro]
Mmmm, Aye
She tell me that we never get along, you right, I'm wrong
Huh, yeah, facts
She tell me that we never get along, you right, I'm wrong
This is off of the head, don't write my songs
Know my mistakes, I don't write my wrongs
Forty beat up on your chest nigga, King Kong
They just want the drama like a Jerry Spring song
[Verse 1]
I don't want no drama, boy, I got my thing on me
Catch me if you can
My bro got a chopper, that bitch from Afghanistan
They don't want no smoke, cancerous
Ask the question of hope, will you answer it?
Shit on my ex, where my manners is?
I ain't fuck with school, rolling weed in my planner
That's likе planners, I'm a manic
I'm the man again, skywalking like Anakin
Knocking at thе door baby, better let us in
Codeine and promethazine and oxy, my medicine
Damn, I hope that don't kill me
They say I'm gon' go out like I'm Kirko, do you feel me?
I'm the realest in the building, but I'm chilling
I was sipping codeine while you guzzling penicillin
[Verse 2]
You don't really want no smoke, hoe
L-O-L, you a joke, hoe
VVS on this Juice WRLD shit, snow globe
Pull up on him like Mr. Incredible, no Frozone
Rolling up an OZ, put it in the ozone (own-own-own)
Leave me alone (own-own-own)
Get off my phone (own-own-own-own), hey, hey
I told that bitch she not welcome 'round here
With them red coats, nigga no Paul Revere
Huh, aye Bitches come in three like musketeers
Aye, getting mad at the man in the mirror, yeah
Little did I mention
My mama found out that the kid struggles with addiction
I been popping pills ever since I was a child
Chilling with all the childrens and my older siblings
I was in the kitchen popping, wasn't water whipping
But my brother still flipping
Ain't no Harolds, he got chickens
Trying to get him out that situation he was placed in
I remember he was serving junkies in the basement
But me, I always been a different kid
Listening to Metallica, fucking a white bitch
He was in the kitchen trying to flip a white brick
This is true, all true, I ain't lying, cool
They always kept me out the street shit
They told me who to beef with and not to beef with
I lost my brother yesterday, that shit was seasick
Yesterday— I meant last year
I still feel it like it was yesterday, man real facts
RIP to LoSo, wish I could get you back
[Verse 3]
And you know though, I put it on the map for us
Oh snap, yeah yeah yeah, whoo
Keep this beat going, let me vibe on it
Let's get high on it, touch the sky on it
I'm your god baby, but you not my girl baby
I got five of 'em, hey
I feel too better, lost my brother, I don't feel no better
That's why I be getting high whenever
Huh, If I die I'll live forever
That be my legacy, don't got integrity
I see my enemies, I get the Duff money
Ain't talking Hillary, I get the Clinton money
Ain't talking Hillary
They wanna preach to me, but this ain't a ministry
I pray on my own time, I don't need your peace
I don't need police, who needs police?
Probably gon' kill me, 'cause they don't feel me
They know my heart hurt, they know the drugs work
G Money said, “Chill,” I took like two Percs
I had to get gone, my heart is still hurt
Yeah, I did my dirt, forgiveness no worth
I don't wanna- I don't wanna vibe
She gon' catch my feelings, but she catch my vibe, yeah
I'ma feel too low whoo, trying to reach that high, yeah
I'ma feel too low yeah, trying to reach that high, yeah
I'ma do that purple shit, she gon' do that white, yeah
Only buy that for her if we get it for the right price, yeah
She- She gon' snort a line, then she gon' fuck all night, yeah
Aye take my time, just don't take my life, yeah aye
[Outro]
Uh, Mister, mmm
Let me start from the top
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