[Intro]
Numbers sit right on my head, who are you fighting for?
That bitch on yaya, I cannot listen to this shit anymore
She said I'm crazy, baby, I just do not care anymore
I sip till I'm lazy, I just spilt this cup on my Christian Dior
[Chorus]
NV is on the attack, uh
We put the shit on the map
Baby, I'm chasing a bag
She leach the residual cash
I cut through my hand on the stage and I wipe all the blood by my eyes on my face
This a horror story, love
I'm so sorry, I'm just drunk
[Verse 1]
It's up, up, up, up, when I catch him, it's up
Shout out Jabari for being there for me when no one else had gave a fuck
I'm in my element
My story gon' change every time she bе telling it
Bitches irrelеvant
I got my baby, she got me the same, so she win when I win on the Benjamin
Lately my life has been crazy, I keep going hard for my baby
When I get rich, I'ma empty my bag buying houses for the ones that made me
That's on my soul
And I'm growing cold as I'm growing old
And people that treated me dirt going broke, I'd be lying to say I ain't enjoying it, oh
I been getting drunk in the morning
When this lock is over, I'll be touring
My lungs fucked, it sound like I'm snoring
Without the drugs, life is too boring
My new ways got the old me mourning
My jean pockets oh-so foreign
My jean pockets oh-so loaded
The contents could get his whole team folded
Numbers sit right on my head, who are you fighting for?
That bitch on yaya, I cannot listen to this shit anymore
She said I'm crazy, baby, I just do not care anymore
I sip till I'm lazy, I just spilt this cup on my Christian Dior
[Chorus]
NV is on the attack, uh
We put the shit on the map
Baby, I'm chasing a bag
She leach the residual cash
I cut through my hand on the stage and I wipe all the blood by my eyes on my face
This a horror story, love
I'm so sorry, I'm just drunk
[Verse 1]
It's up, up, up, up, when I catch him, it's up
Shout out Jabari for being there for me when no one else had gave a fuck
I'm in my element
My story gon' change every time she bе telling it
Bitches irrelеvant
I got my baby, she got me the same, so she win when I win on the Benjamin
Lately my life has been crazy, I keep going hard for my baby
When I get rich, I'ma empty my bag buying houses for the ones that made me
That's on my soul
And I'm growing cold as I'm growing old
And people that treated me dirt going broke, I'd be lying to say I ain't enjoying it, oh
I been getting drunk in the morning
When this lock is over, I'll be touring
My lungs fucked, it sound like I'm snoring
Without the drugs, life is too boring
My new ways got the old me mourning
My jean pockets oh-so foreign
My jean pockets oh-so loaded
The contents could get his whole team folded
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