When Life Hits Lyrics

Spent my last thousand on merch

And them bitches ain't even print

Granny told me go to church

I'm in a foreign limo tint

I got 30 bands in 20s

When im headed back from flint

Seen my life change overnight

To shit I could never predict

An my plugs a little weird

But the price is way to nice

Fucked up my bag 100 times

When I was fuckin with the dice

And that act taste lil better

When you mix it with the ice

Got a clear shot for the money

And you gotta be precise

I used to pray I make enough

So I could go n hit the stu

Five hunnid 50s and 1500 blues

I need a fourty four

Inside my Canada goose

You get some money leave the city everybody ain't your friend

Had to close a couple doors

Even good things gotta end

9 figures in the bank

Then I'll finally be content

On a search looking for wock

Tryna find out where it went

When I finish up this shit

Then I'm moving to the next

I'm five minutes from the lo

An then I hit em with a text

Remember I ain't have no money

Back then I used to be stressed

Last time I fucked up my bag

And this time I'm moving correct

How you crying over a bitch

When u know she let the crew fuck

My dog got three kays

But we don't fuck with ku klux

An hour going north

So I'm smoking on two blunts

Fucked up in the head

But i ain't never went to cool cuts

Spent my last thousand on merch

An them bitches ain't even print

Granny told me go to church

I'm in a foreign limo tint

I got 30 bands in 20s

When im headed back from flint

Seen my life change overnight

To shit I could never predict

Tryna front like u ain't soft

But we can see through that disguise

I can sell these bitches dreams

I never listen to their lies

Now these labels on my dick

An that shit wasn't no suprise

Trudeua ain't give me a glock

I had to go n improvise

Now this shit fly off the shelf

So I don't gotta pay for ads

Got no time for these lil bitches

Im busy getting to these bags

When I finally bought that Ak

That shit came with couple mags

An I barely talk to juggy

He be working in those labs

Shoutout to them Abby boyz

Cause they always show me love

Shit I been numb for a minute

I been loaded off the drugs

Need a 20 for appearance

Then we'll go hit up the clubs

Had to buy a crib in Houston

Just so I could buy some guns

Back n forth on highway one

Take it slow n we can cruise

When I'm out here everyday

Ain't no way that I could lose

960 in all 50s

114 in all blues

Pillow talking to these bitches

Ain't something u should amuse

Spent my last thousand on merch

An them bitches didn't print

Granny told me go to church

I'm in a foreign limo tint

I got 30 bands on me

When im headed back from flint

Seen my life change overnight

To shit I could never predict