Take a trip and put your phone on "Do Not Disturb" Puttin' in O. T. , but you keep workin' my nerves Not tryna go back and forth 'bout who hurt who first You ain't gotta question it, oh, baby, it's yours
How I'm under thirty? I made thirty, thirty times How you do me dirty and play victim blows my mind I was scarred from issues, you said it would heal in time Tried to hide your past up in the dark but caught my body to the light Ayy, you ain't livin' right (Ayy) I know if I brought it up tonight we in for one hell of a night (Ayy) Tryna do you right, ayy, tryna do you right I know if I text a friend, then bring a friend I'll leave with one tonight You should call that nigga that you love so bad and sleep with him tonight Two wrongs don't make a right (Yeah) You should text your friends in that group chat And say, "He finally made it" My friends told me leave you in the past can't lie, I contemplatеd Always hang on my side doin' such and such, I'm concentrated Evеn 'fore the name, before the fame couldn't rock with nothin' basic She in one hell of a run if I lace up these ASICS (Ayy) She don't like my life I tell her "Leave it, face it" (Yeah) And way 'fore I knew Meek I had a dream and chased it, hey (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Switch my ex out for my next (For my next) Switched out the Bentley for the 'Vette (For the 'Vette) Exchanged my life for my respect (Uh) I been through Hell and been neglected I been in the both a couple hours, I'm restless If she come by the room She get devoured, I'm breathless (Yeah) Just yesterday, I got head from her friend (From her friend) Tried to cut her off, but it ain't go as planned I say, "Don't talk to me, come out them panties" I say, "Don't talk to me, go pop a Xanny" That's my bro, let's keep it in the family Yeah, let's go Never let 'em pull my card They gon' come out the hip for me I see he in designer Lil' bro gon' knock off his drip for me I told her put her phone on DND, don't give no lip to me And I know they gon' hate, don't give no company to misery
Take a trip and put your phone on "Do Not Disturb" Puttin' in O. T. , but you keep workin' my nerves Not tryna go back and forth 'bout who hurt who first You ain't gotta question it, oh, baby, it's yours
Get money, fuck bitches Get money, fuck bitches (Yeah) I'm like 'Pac, I got a wife and a mistress, woah
When she talk 'bout other rappers It be gettin' on my nerves Ain't worried 'bout her heart I'm just in love with her curves I'm stayin' one week out, I don't know who else to serve Got a brand new Maybach built so long, it look like a hearse I think they here to stay, these demons live in my mind Need a case for all my watches and I still ain't on time Love the feelin' when I'm goin' and I know that she mine And I'm barely thirty, but I made a mil' thirty times (Yeah) And I know I ain't livin' right Feelin' dead inside I count up dead guys and they give me life And I see 'em goin' left But I'm with my brother, wrong or right And my panoramic ceilin' Let me see the stars at night (Ooh-ooh, yeah)
Take a trip and put your phone on "Do Not Disturb" Puttin' in O. T. , but you keep workin' my nerves Not tryna go back and forth 'bout who hurt who first You ain't gotta question it, oh, baby, it's yours
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