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Ayy, I been findin' my way back home All these thoughts in my head tryna tell me I'm wrong

But if it's truly I'm clenched my chrome N***a P, I can't hit up my phone

And ain't no one with we on, we get this shit done

I been smokin' my parole, yeah Baby, count up to four, cause I can't be the one

Baby, count up to four, I ain't stayin' with no one

I hear you talkin', you still gotta show up Need to chase one else, I'ma throw up

Can I put my hot dog in your donut? Nah, I'm yappin', I'm tryna be Yeeks

I was so burnt, fuck all day Till I threw back a shoe and had me goin' for a week

When I threw back a shoe and had me talkin' to demons

They keep sayin' my life got no meaning But I feel like my life got a meaning

I just hope you can see what I'm seein' If not, that shit straight, we can rock out

And I don't give a fuck about keepin' relations You know I ain't look for like the fallout

Just walk in the room with my cock out

Live for the good, boom to go gaga Make a fuck, n***a, night-night, go bye-bye

I'ma wear the bitch shirt like it's tie-dye Then I post in the phone with my swipe

I like to bet on the six on the dime Me and Marsha gon' bet on the six, takin' life

Your life, your bitch, my wife, for sure

Ayy, on that Roy, I been findin' my way back home

All these thoughts in my head tryna tell me I'm wrong But for sure, Leon clutchin' my chrome

N***a, Peon can't hit on my phone And ain't no one with we on, we gettin' shit done

I been smokin' my pre-roll, yeah Baby, count up to four, cause I can't be the one

Baby, count up to four, I ain't stayin' with no one

On the ground, take a picture with your gun I hear you talkin', you still gotta show up

Need to chase some real, so I'ma throw up Can I put my hot dog in your donut

Nah, I'm yappin', I'm tryna be yeast I was sober and fuck all day

Till I threw back a shoe and had me go for a weave

I was sober and fuck all day Till I threw back a purse

Now the shit overkill, ride with that 50

The switch on the back, made it off, throw the flag at Manny

And it takes somethin' different to go be a killer

I know if you hit it, she shoot like it's nothin

Chase it like Marsha, now, now I'm feelin' She get on my nerve like I'm pushin' a plug

Ayy, I get high and fuckin' drive around My members know how I get down

Plus, I got the switches off a purse, yo, eat a hundred rounds

Ride to lift him up and take him out Don't do Uber, walk him down

This one right here personal, keep shootin' once he hit the ground

Ayy, like checkin' with who? Must've thought I'd push it like, who's you

I'm tryna pop out and shoot through the roof Smokin' that ass before I go in the booth

I see you oppin' and I let it loose Can't argue with me if you ain't have motion

Walkin' my Sprite, got it lookin' like potion Don't fuck with nobody, my hand on some lotion