Hundreds in a club life
Been a 48 straight, touch down on a late flight
Last night, diamond powder white lines
In a 718, no service, on my way to the east side
Board on the street lights
Sick on the inside
Live fast, die young, that’s a notion to live by
Been on my own time, every 〈.?.〉
Know i got a map because i took you to new heights
First of all, i got it on my own
I can feel the envy, but i’m way too grown for that sh#t
Had a long day, i’ve been on the road
I was stressing ’bout it, hope that i’m so over that sh#t
Need a smoke break, f#ck it, roll it up quick
I pray to god my
I ain’t know there was a drug, guess i hit it on accident, oh sh#t
Got her here in the next room getting undressed
Bend her over, break her heart, and break it off with a text
What’s next?
Today i woke up to check
I’ve been working all night, so my money stays blessed, i’m stressed
Never mind, f#ck it i’m pressed
Wanna be with mom and boy i gotta wait til i’m dead
Ion get sh#t from 〈.?.〉 through dead 〈.?.〉
So i get sh#t faced form the drugs that i mix
And i don’t know any better so i’ll do it again
The city’s the reason that i started to sin
Been tryna get my sh#t together, but i live with depressed
I know my karma’s on the way, i’m waiting for it to hit
I got this shawty on the way but i think you know the rest
Good biscutti to the face, getting high to de-stress
I ain’t even gonna hold you, had a lot to confess
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