Been shooting too much im Smith and Wesson
God sat me down had to learn my lesson
Won't get in to the bag cause it's too depressing
But the cats out of that shit 'round track 11
Or maybe it's 10
Don't know the order, ain't put my shit in
Check the menu, indecisive again
Leave it to chance, like that wheel that you spin
Hope it brings fortune don't care bout the fame
Already got women screaming my name
Already got some fam asking for some change
Drake had to be lying with nothings the same
Much love to my Exs I hope you take care
The views that I'm after ain't come with the stairs
The top hella lonely but beautiful there
Ain't fit in they circle cause I was a square
F*ck em
Pen elevated bet you hear the shit now
Love what I'm bringing better write this shit down
Gengar on the neck bet I'm going ghost now
She ask what we are like the circus in town
Been loving too much had to learn my lesson
Everyone that you meet don't deserve ya blessing
Some people ya love might just be a session
Keep elevating and leave em guessing