Lost you now my lifestyle ain't the same
I see you got a new man and you posted him on your page
Taking drugs killing myself on a day to day
My futures taking shape
Whilst our one lost its way
All the times I'd smoke in your garden
You'd look at me like I weren't on nothing
I'd probably kill for you and go 6 foot deep down in a coffin
I wasted time in the trap, distant dreams and fallacy's
Now I'm tryna run up Ms and take my family overseas
Remember being on FaceTime stressing
Talking about the wedding
Like we was really on levels on a next thing that we was about to be
Where'd the love go where'd the time go
It's like all the months are blurred
Sipping mud but I came up from the dirt
It used to be dingers and peds now it's a German whip instead
I used to just linger now I'm learning
My shooter is itching whenever he's lurking
In VIP, it's either Im shutting it down or l serving
F*ck CID, they took my bro, and now he just dance with the serpents
Outside for real, no time to kill
Take a day off for the gang, can't even make it to court but i hope they accepts the appeal
This ain't a fire drill we got fire still might light it still
If you're riding or even just trying I'l throw you some cash to ice your grill
This life look nice on the outside
But really it's full of disappointments
I drink to numb the pain, f*ck my feelings i forever avoid them
Took a look in my eyes, I ain't even say a word but she says they lie
Maybe that's the reason why love never worked for me in life
There's been times Im In my head while in your bed thinking about a Uber home
I rate your style I need a girl like you, foreign and used to road
To keep me company when the lights are out and life is foul
Don't shed no tears coz I ain't the one to hear you out
No sympathy here for people that can't even help themselves when it's clearly on offer
Nowadays I stick to the grind stick to the climb of the mountain I'm on and prosper
Shit weren't built over night
It feels like that sometimes
When I look back and think about the pack that we used to smoke to numb the fact that we ain't had nothing In common
Cut that out and get to the commas
You're trash so I put you straight in the bin,
You ain't my peace you're more like a problem
I'm balling like Johnson, I'm whipping up magic so I know that they're watching
I ain't gotta speak too loud I just speak my thoughts and it turnt to a dollar