Aw, man, look up, I'm gone again Solid heatin' up like a argument

Love and hate, that shit gon' come with this I lost a couple of niggas, I started with

Wonder where I'd be if I ain't rap One thing they hate to see, you statin facts

World tour, pioneers of gettin' fresh Since, like, 2019, ain't wrote a rap

How the fuck I play receiver gettin the sack

Like suicide, she go double back Too much pap to be beefin' on the net

Feel like I got the whole city on my back I'm in the back of the black truck

With a bitch so bad, she throwin' that neck I'm havin' dem racks, her nigga so broke

She hate to go home to her, man This shit ain't right

I pour dirty Sprite, you rockin' funny ice Ayy, I live a double life, two bitches in