10:28 (Official Audio)

The drug gon' keep me nauseous What the fuck, I look like stoppin

They ain't wanna fit me until I got someone on side me

I pour up codeine blow smoke inside the air to keep me locked in

I'm giving up on love and I can't wait to get it out me

Shawty left me alone cause I can never get it right

Know I'm not perfect but I hope she understanding that I'm tryna

I hope she notice that I got it, I hope she notice I seen her watch it

I hope she notice I've been peepin' everything, I know her knowledge

Two years from out of school, she ain't even try to go finish college

She say Ten come, pull up on her, I'm finna go snatch out that prada