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Sometimes I ask myself is this life meant to be
With everyone dragging me down, mentally killin me
Overthinking thoughts that spin inside my head
Up

Baby I been lacking, I need someone who's by my side (side)
Something's been missing, I need someone with bad advice
(and here we go again, and here

as cold as all them bitches that left me
And left no flame to rekindle Ricki and me
Look at the rain out the window, I hope it
Wash all this pain away

that's your best move

I'm always here by your side if no one told you
Ain't no one got my back, but yeah, I got yall's
This life shit hella fast, wish I

I pay the high for my drink and I'm okay with that
Sittin' onna lil tss, but this shit baby racks Bitches dumb, I whip this bitch out and she
Gon'

could be down to my lowest
Another man I wouldn't ask him
Just picked up my baby sister
This some shit I couldn't imagine
You can't ride in this whip
I

my phone
I just popped three pills then I made three songs
Bitch, I get money by the hour
Hoe ask where I stay, I told that bitch Tilted Tower
Track

Metal
Fire out that barrel
Like Im high from smoking euros
Get The Money with a dream like mine flatline
Hands Up how I roll Overdose Unknown
Why ask why

Ramsey, I'ma get hot in the booth when I'm cooking it's just like the kitchen
When they nodding they head to my shit I don't ask 'em no questions I know

tell me to calm down
Sweat getting into my palms now
Breath getting short think it's going out
Start telling them I don't know about
Nah with this you

it's sitting by right now
If he think bout trying the goat
To my niggas I'm still superstitious
you can ask about me
Twenty k I gave it to my bit**es

bring them, it's trapped on me, it's so fatal,
All around me, it's okay though, hold on my burner and I lay low
What we went through they can't know
Heart

Free YSL
Could have a bitch rather be by myself
P did the mix and the mix and the clicks on the shit
Then he sent it to Chris so you see why it sells

them
Ayye, lil' mama, break these sucka-ass niggas, you feel me
But you know what I be tellin' my bitches

Fuck you, pay me
I do mean daily
I stay about

Late night vibes
Drop the top of the coupe
90 on the road
But I'm still 20 from you
Packing out shows
But they still looking for proof
So Don't ask

like Geppetto
Ain't no wood work
Yea I Stainless Steel my metal
Jump on to that nigga tweet, ask em why e dizzin me
45 my clip is Loaded, I'ma take him

fuckin' crazy like some fucking Cantu
And we got Xans up in these pistols Rock a nigga right to sleep
Man, please don't ask me about my type I like them

don't wait,
By the time you ready imma be in different states
Two twin bitches, me and Hektic going cray
All I got is one question that I wanna ask you

Never stick around to see shit change
Get lil' updates, texts in my inboxes have been poppin'

Seasons go by like I'm binge-watchin'
Went from Club

a letter to myself
You see the way you living but envision something else
Yo momma almost perfect but can't do it herself
Yo lil brother watching you ain't

really shook
Bust a glock like a crook now a nigga wanna look
Yeah bustin all them glocks when we changing all our lanes
Nigga know about me yeah this

Just say I'mma do it
Do that shit then move on to the next until the climate ruined
Love this shit until the day I die
Don't ask if I'm into it
If I meet

and braggers

N***** is mad I manouvered the lavish

Improvin my status by usin them ladders

My crew is so savage

21 heads deep at yo palace to speak with you

Ask about the things i heard about now
Niggas told me you was fiendin now
Eyes blurry for a bitch

Fellas, who the snake now
Got warned twice, maybe