Just left the Bahamas with Justin Bieber Prayin´ for me over FaceTime ´bout two years back´s the last I seen him Forty thousand feet up in the sky, reflectin´ back by my house
Some of my guys got murdered and damn, I feel lost in this lonely road With no highs and only lows, and no ties, only goals And spittin´ like I´m tryna put my dentures in that .44 I´m at the 40/40, tryna find a shawty for me And soon it´s rendezvous and hoes actin´ naughty, naughty And not by nature, I drop by paper I think of times when I didn´t have it, hoes used to laugh it, laugh it Now I´m lookin´ back like, "Damn, shawty, what happened, happened?" Now they like, "What´s happenin´?", I´m like, "Cool, whatever happened, happened" (Yeah) Come throw that ass back, I still tag it, still slap it
I got word you threw a hundred on my head, well, I´m laughin´, hmm That´s the only time you´ll see me dead I see green and money, I see problems, I see red So much drama and the stress inside my mind I´m tryna ch-chill, I´m talkin´ tears, used to shop at Sears These niggas used to pop their mouth but had no heart to see us Old friends turnin´ to haters and then, we done go major again I´m in a state of revenge, fuck all that fakes fightin´, nigga, that playin´ pretend Ain´t no makin´ amends, all light sable play in the Benz like
Finding myself, make mistakes All the signs don´t break
Know that I´m hard headed I´m so sorry but that´s why I wonder
If these niggas really are down Or am I just holdin´ it down? Oh, yeah Will these bitches really be around when I´m down? That´s what I wonder I had to have my heart broke down Now you tryna start goin´ down, back there I guarantee they won´t be around That´s why I wonder
Yeah I´m gettin´ texts from women I had some mess with Hoes I used to text the "X" and "O" and now they textin´, "SOS", just to save ´em from the ex they got in bed with
It´s crazy how them acronyms work I live a good life at Taboo in Miami, it´s bad bitches throwin´ ass at my work I know they mad, they hurt that I´m throwin´ cash and then splurgin´ I´m stuntin´ hard, the Cullinan rim caps, still here scratchin´ the curb, my gosh I wouldn´t dress my son superfly ´til he turn five Rather not see him hypnotize to material lies Nothin´ like his daddy who be overdriven by design Late night, fuckin´ stripper bitches, livin´ out of line
Finding myself, make mistakes All the signs don´t break Know that I´m hard headed
I´m so sorry but that´s why I wonder
If these niggas really are down Or am I just holdin´ it down? Oh, yeah Will these bitches really be around when I´m down? That´s what I wonder I had to have my heart broke down Now you tryna start goin´ down, back there I guarantee they won´t be around That´s why I wonder
Get in my head, goin´ sideways Everything you said on replay Get in my head, goin´ sideways Everything you said on replay
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