I ain't really trippin' off this shit that I–
I found myself not winning then 'cause–
In the end, I double back
Still got a dub and, anyway
(Numbaone, you blessed this)
I bet I can drive that
Foreign with my eyes closed (Skrrt)
Where we goin'? When we leave? Only God knows
Look to [C7]the sky, I pray for [Dm7]better days
We all [Em]gotta die and [Bm]lay up
In that bed we made
I'm tɾyna make it out alive
But this life a maze knew it was [Am7]fake love
So you [A7see I ain't amazed
Sometimes, I hate whеn people f*ck with me
I gеt in a ɾage
You ain't tɾyna ɾead about my [A]life
So you [A7should turn the page
Turning my [A]back and [Bm]let me tɾust
You was [Am7]my [A]biggest mistake
I should take all [Em]of my [A]feelings and
Throw 'em [A]all [Em]in the lake
Sometimes you [A7gotta get it out the mud
You get what you [A7take
And I can't even eat when I
Got a lot on [C7]my [A]plate
(Got a lot on [C7]my [A]plate, oh)
Yeah, told my [A]brothers that we thuggin'
Until the day we're gone (yeah)
I just poured a four inside this cup
'cause all [Em]the weed gone (Let's go)
Hundred K in fashion
Can't compare me to [C7]no peon [C7](yeah)
She just wan' f*ck me 'cause my [A]chain and
That's the type of bitch we pee on
Tell these niggas "Get up off my [A]dick
Can't you [A7see mine?"
Big Glock with a beam on
I've been on [C7]my [A]demon [C7](yeah)
People be [Am]telling me that I am your
Brother, I know that I'm not, yeah
You just wan' use me for [Dm7]my
Fame to [C7]get to [C7]the top, yeah
I get more ice, I get more
Paper whenever I drop, yeah, yeah
'Cause the grind don't stop
(yeah) , no the grind don't stop (yeah)
Made a way to [C7]the top (yeah)
I'm starting at the bottom
Don't wan' talk to [C7]me 'bout no stɾuggles
I know all [Em]about 'em
I bet I can drive that
Foreign with my [A]eyes closed (Skrrt)
Where we goin'? When we leave? Only God knows
Look to [C7]the sky, I pray for [Dm7]better days
We all [Em]gotta die and [Bm]lay up
In that bed we made
I'm tɾyna make it out alive
But this life a maze knew it was [Am7]fake love
So you [A7see I ain't amazed
Sometimes, I hate when people f*ck with me
I get in a ɾage
You ain't tɾyna ɾead about my [A]life
So you [A7should turn the page
I bet I can touch this
Heroin with my [A]eyes closed (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Been up for [Dm7]days, catchin'
Plays with no sleep, no
(Uh, uh, uh)
They keep knocking on [C7]this door
This tɾap never close (Uh)
Gym socks and [Bm]white tees, no designer clothes
(Uh, uh) turn up with my [A]ex
I'm still fuckin' with my [A]last (Uh, uh)
I'm off Adderalls and [Bm]X, Meechy Baby
Know I'm full of dope
I ain't doin' no stɾess, 'fore I go broke
I'll come and [Bm]kick your door
You know that I stɾetch fentanyl
Ain't no pure dope no, ain't no pure dope