[Intro]
(Maaui on the beat so it's a banger)
[Chorus: Stunna Gambino]
I get lost up in my feelings
I got trust issues so I move around with killers
Bitch, I am a vulture, don't confuse me for a villain
Fifty racks in my Amiris, I ain't stressin' 'bout no bitches (Woah)
Nigga, I ain't stressin' 'bout no eater
It get hot up in the winter, slide with heaters
Bust down VVs, they sayin' that I'm anemic
Now I'm on TV, 'member when they ain't believe us
They ain't believe us, nah, they ain't believe us
BLE, I'ma die a legend, word to Sleazus
S550, I might just speed off
To catch up with my demons (Oh)
[Verse 1: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
I can't sleep, I got insomnia
Hearin' demons talkin' to me, they tryna sign me up
Niggas rattin', eatin' cheese, sayin' a lot of stuff
We ain't hidin', niggas still talkin' 'bout findin' us
They ain't even have no gun and they throwin' shots at us
My homie's homie tryna get my homie to line me up
The crazy part about life is you don't know when your time is up
If I pop off, I know my guys gon' follow up
Give a fuck about no rainy days, oh, na-na
This chop' will make you brainless, don't play with my guys
I'm just tryna take this pain away, I got it
Shawty make a nigga fade away like Scottie (Woo)
(Maaui on the beat so it's a banger)
[Chorus: Stunna Gambino]
I get lost up in my feelings
I got trust issues so I move around with killers
Bitch, I am a vulture, don't confuse me for a villain
Fifty racks in my Amiris, I ain't stressin' 'bout no bitches (Woah)
Nigga, I ain't stressin' 'bout no eater
It get hot up in the winter, slide with heaters
Bust down VVs, they sayin' that I'm anemic
Now I'm on TV, 'member when they ain't believe us
They ain't believe us, nah, they ain't believe us
BLE, I'ma die a legend, word to Sleazus
S550, I might just speed off
To catch up with my demons (Oh)
[Verse 1: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
I can't sleep, I got insomnia
Hearin' demons talkin' to me, they tryna sign me up
Niggas rattin', eatin' cheese, sayin' a lot of stuff
We ain't hidin', niggas still talkin' 'bout findin' us
They ain't even have no gun and they throwin' shots at us
My homie's homie tryna get my homie to line me up
The crazy part about life is you don't know when your time is up
If I pop off, I know my guys gon' follow up
Give a fuck about no rainy days, oh, na-na
This chop' will make you brainless, don't play with my guys
I'm just tryna take this pain away, I got it
Shawty make a nigga fade away like Scottie (Woo)
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