Skeletons

Aight bet bet bet Uh, uh, uh Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Don't need nobody I'm good on my own Get in my bag I need 2 for a show Yea I be smashing and grabbing I'm seeing the action I gotta keep holding my pole And I be wishing and praying for change And I be quiet they trashing my name I'm on the hush when it come to my pain I'm crying cus everything ain't the same Need me a nigga like Scotty, help me to win, even though I know I got it Threw her the blick and she shot it shorty a thug, something like gunna and gotit Doming the roach in the booth, catching my breath, so I can punch the line I never got a excuse for giving you less jus tell me im killing ya time Killing your time, killing your time Making you mine, knowing you mine Woah Woah I been stressing so I'm pulling the thrax Aiming it to me he dropping to tec Tryna get with it you tryna get left Tell you again I ain't asking help and I'm really tryn be on top of the shelf Like Mike Put the ball in the hoop and I might fight Cartier when they shining the bright lights I been hot like a skillet a bonfire I been lifting this weight got my arms tired They been gassing me up like I'm on fire On fire Im on fire, I'm on fire Save me Save me You can't fuck that nigga cus he ain't me, ain't me Don't you look at me like I am crazy, baby You the one who claim you can't escape me I'm the one who told you we can go half on a baby I'm loaded been off a bean and I cannot control it Got out my body my Gucci exploding I like your flow, even though you stole it Take me a bong rip, I'll rolling Cant cool me off cus my neck really frozen Drop a deposit my money I'm holding Way that I shine you might think I was golden yea Golden yea yea woah Don't ask for no money I got it P full of za, lows, exotic I got designer but I need a stylist Cut that bitch off, like bitch I forgot ya In need of some gas or a strap and I gotchu Brother I gotchu Brother I gotchu Woah Feel like they hate me Can you see it it's driving me crazy I been working they calling me lazy I can do it don't come here to save me Come to the party that might be a maybe I'm a homebody yea me and my baby Fuck out the Audi I want a Mercedes And I been popping these on a daily yea yea Diamonds too big for my arms And the Cuban link too big for my neck I fucked that bitch and she wet for me and my Nigga she throwing it back Gotta know Niggas be bakey Pussy get hit like a Seminole safety Charm city that made me I fucked his hoe but he calling her baby I'm fucking this college bitch And she be good with her math Shordy be helping me trap I lose some money she getting it back She be subtracting my grams Thinking bout taking her home to the fam All these skeletons done made me, ask me why I'm crazy Don't need nobody I'm good on my own Get in my bag I need 2 for a show Yea I be smashing and grabbing I'm seeing the action I gotta keep holding my pole And I be wishing and praying for change And I be quiet they trashing my name I'm on the hush when it come to my pain I'm crying cus everything ain't the same Need me a nigga like Scotty, help me to win, even though I know I got it Threw her the blick and she shot it shorty a thug, something like gunna and gotit Doming the roach in the booth, catching my breath, so I can punch the line I never got a excuse for giving you less jus tell me im killing ya time And for the record Ima do better Ima pop out in a moncler sweater Ima pop out in a all black Tesla Cut down my circle and got it together I'm tryna help but you telling me lies Feel like a skeleton I wanna die Feel like a skeleton I wanna die I wanna die I wanna die