Pop out with Izzy I'm ready to go
I put my chains on
Get a bankroll
Soon as I leave out the door
I need to roll up and smoke
I need a bitch wit a body inside of the booth
Tryna take off her clothes
My paranoia
Will make me blow ya
Thought I'd warn ya
Before you get to close
I rather drive myself insane
Then let you hoes
Stressing bout these mils
I can't be outside for too long that shit get you killed
Independent since 16 i gotta chase these hunnits
The fact they ain't want me smoke just
Made me want it
Flexing all them 20s and 1 100
Outta all yo homies they all bitches
1 100
Ops slid
On our crib
But how you take off in a bucket
Me and my guys 650i
They ain't see us coming
Stick on my side
I'm ready to die
But if I go I hope you know that you coming
I hope that you know we ain't runnin
Why they ain't f*ck wit me down bad I ain't have none
Think that you know me
How when i changed
I gotta get to the money
My paranoia
Will make me blow ya
Thought I'd warn ya
Before you get to close
I rather drive myself insane
Then let you hoes
Stressing bout these mils
I can't be outside for too long that shit get you killed
She like why gotta do them damn drugs just come lay with me
I can't lie my cup dirty, I'm going straight to sleep
Food stamps used to fill my fridge
All these mood swings come with the way I live
I can't do the things I used do
I can't do the things I used to do
I can't lie streets will play you win or lose
Ain't know I had mob ties
I been with the guys
I saw Jaymie banging blue
In the trunk gottem hog tied
You said you gon slide on who
Feds tryna build a case I can't speak on my moves
My paranoia
Will make me blow ya
Thought I'd warn ya
Before you get to close
I rather drive myself insane
Then let you hoes
Stressing bout these mils
I can't be outside for too long that shit get you killed
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Pop out with Izzy I'm ready to go
I put my chains on
Get a bankroll
Soon as I leave out the door
I need to roll up and smoke
I need a bitch wit a body inside of the booth
Tryna take off her clothes
My paranoia
Will make me blow ya
Thought I'd warn ya
Before you get to close
I rather drive myself insane
Then let you hoes
Stressing bout these mils
I can't be outside for too long that shit get you killed
Independent since 16 i gotta chase these hunnits
The fact they ain't want me smoke just
Made me want it
Flexing all them 20s and 1 100
Outta all yo homies they all bitches
1 100
Ops slid
On our crib
But how you take off in a bucket
Me and my guys 650i
They ain't see us coming
Stick on my side
I'm ready to die
But if I go I hope you know that you coming
I hope that you know we ain't runnin
Why they ain't f*ck wit me down bad I ain't have none
Think that you know me
How when i changed
I gotta get to the money
My paranoia
Will make me blow ya
Thought I'd warn ya
Before you get to close
I rather drive myself insane
Then let you hoes
Stressing bout these mils
I can't be outside for too long that shit get you killed
She like why gotta do them damn drugs just come lay with me
I can't lie my cup dirty, I'm going straight to sleep
Food stamps used to fill my fridge
All these mood swings come with the way I live
I can't do the things I used do
I can't do the things I used to do
I can't lie streets will play you win or lose
Ain't know I had mob ties
I been with the guys
I saw Jaymie banging blue
In the trunk gottem hog tied
You said you gon slide on who
Feds tryna build a case I can't speak on my moves
My paranoia
Will make me blow ya
Thought I'd warn ya
Before you get to close
I rather drive myself insane
Then let you hoes
Stressing bout these mils
I can't be outside for too long that shit get you killed
I put my chains on
Get a bankroll
Soon as I leave out the door
I need to roll up and smoke
I need a bitch wit a body inside of the booth
Tryna take off her clothes
My paranoia
Will make me blow ya
Thought I'd warn ya
Before you get to close
I rather drive myself insane
Then let you hoes
Stressing bout these mils
I can't be outside for too long that shit get you killed
Independent since 16 i gotta chase these hunnits
The fact they ain't want me smoke just
Made me want it
Flexing all them 20s and 1 100
Outta all yo homies they all bitches
1 100
Ops slid
On our crib
But how you take off in a bucket
Me and my guys 650i
They ain't see us coming
Stick on my side
I'm ready to die
But if I go I hope you know that you coming
I hope that you know we ain't runnin
Why they ain't f*ck wit me down bad I ain't have none
Think that you know me
How when i changed
I gotta get to the money
My paranoia
Will make me blow ya
Thought I'd warn ya
Before you get to close
I rather drive myself insane
Then let you hoes
Stressing bout these mils
I can't be outside for too long that shit get you killed
She like why gotta do them damn drugs just come lay with me
I can't lie my cup dirty, I'm going straight to sleep
Food stamps used to fill my fridge
All these mood swings come with the way I live
I can't do the things I used do
I can't do the things I used to do
I can't lie streets will play you win or lose
Ain't know I had mob ties
I been with the guys
I saw Jaymie banging blue
In the trunk gottem hog tied
You said you gon slide on who
Feds tryna build a case I can't speak on my moves
My paranoia
Will make me blow ya
Thought I'd warn ya
Before you get to close
I rather drive myself insane
Then let you hoes
Stressing bout these mils
I can't be outside for too long that shit get you killed
Writer: MASTER MYLES JACKSON
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