Heartfelt

Ay, It cost to live like this, she said she love

My lingo But I don't love no hoe like I'm D-Lo

All I did is rap and pop shit what they hate me for

Yeah, I like countin' money, yeah, that's what I be on

That Glock gettin' gone, drip on my bones Whoever thought I'd blow off a song

I'm thuggin' with my nigga, I don't care if he right or wrong

Get these hate niggas right off my back, no V-Lone

And my fit cost a ticket, bad bitch look delicious

Sometimes I gotta remind myself I'm a nigga Glock pop, man down, pop him like a jigga

Get cash, they mad, got him in they feelings Thuggin' by my lonely, man, my heart need