Fix Me ft. Deuce Trimm

Since first grade I was scared to come in last

When it came to running shit I was first up in my class

I'm tryna leave a mark, know my name gonna last

When I, hotbox the V I write Sticky on the glass

Sipping on that rum feeling sweeter than molasses

Anxiety kicking no more blunts you could ash it

Know I got a dream, take flight, first class it

Tried to show them vision, they ain't see it through the glasses

Tried to show the dream, they ain't see it through the Ray-Bans

huh

See-through lens for the fake friends

They ain't, really my mans, they follow main trends