suicide

I been on my own road, tryna find my own way

Cursing at some high speeds, tryna find my own pace

I told my mama, I'ma make it, go and buy that champagne

Told my ex to think again, she gon' remember my name

Rolls Royce, Cullinan, suicide doors

Five star dining, suicide whores

From the jet, to the beach, suicide shores

But this shit not enough, baby, you know I want more

Quagen double cup, got me staring in the room

Ten thousand double up, how you steppin in my shoe

I don't even needa drive the beamer