Unattached Lyrics

Keep trying to love you, but you won't give me your love back, what the fuck is that

Once you finally get a thug unattached, it ain't no coming back

Open a bottle, get some woods, I need a blunt to ash

I'm a star and these niggas wish, go do some jumping jacks

Beat the beat, I chop it down like I'm a lumberjack

Can't go tweet for tweet or back and forth with clowns, been done with that

Beat a nigga ass in the first round, I don't need my gun for that

He saying he want smoke with me, you know you dumb for that

Cause they know nine times up out of the ten, I got my gun attached

Step back and I dunk his ass for free, it ain't no fun in that

Uh, niggas off, they trying to see where the beat running at

I'm a boss, I'm trying to be up where the sun is at

Where that money at? Do the dash to it like I'm a running back

I'm running fast like I'm the flash, when I see cash, I'm on it's ass

My only task is get a bag, they getting mad, I press the gas

If you ain't first, you gon' be last

How you say I'm green when you the one putting on a mask

How I'm supposed to relax when I got folks stabbing my back

You should know I'm at my max when you do something and I don't react

I do a coin flip to see if I really wanna keep living

I swear I'd throw the money away if it really wasn't worth giving

You could be in a better place, but what you think is worse isn't

When they put my folks in the grave, it made me switch my intentions

Uh, it scarred my heart, on top it made some indentions

From the start, I never blamed nobody for my decisions

I be ducked off in the cut like I'm gon' make an incision

She been showing off her butt, I know she want me to hit it

(And I'm gon' hit it too)

Why can't I get to you? The words I say ain't getting through

I won't say I been missing you, but I been missing you

Boo hoo

But anywho, I'm on the road to many blues

You gotta be on a stool if you the one that I choose to include

And you must be a fool if you don't think I see what you gon' pull

I done helped everybody else, can't help myself, my arms is full

Having money cool, but I wouldn't describe wealth like cars and jewels

Keep trying to love you, but you won't give me your love back

What the fuck is that

Once you finally get a thug unattached, it ain't no coming back

Open a bottle, get some woods, I need a blunt to ash

I'm a star in these niggas' wish, go do some jumping jacks

Beat the beat, I chop it down like I'm a lumberjack

Can't go tweet for tweet or back and forth with clowns, been done with that

Beat a nigga ass in the first round, I don't need my gun for that

He saying he want smoke with me, you know you done for that

GlxK