Jaystakz - What I Been On Lyrics

I was just calling to check on you, because I was thinking of you, and I wanted to make sure that you're doing okay
Let me know if you're not. I'm always here, if you need to talk
Feel like this shit won't be okay. I've been rollin', hella dope and poppin' percs, to ease the pain
It hit different, when a bitch wanna f*ck just cause I got a chain

It hit different, when a nigga think me and him could be the same
Ain't nun like you niggas. My bitch love me, she don't like you niggas
My G17 right on the side of me, why would I fight you niggas
Ill spin a opp block get right up whicha . My whole garage cost seven figures

Bitch don't even ask for bread no more, they want Dior and liquor
So we feed them Don Julio, we keep back cool in the studio
Can't f*ck with stuck up girls, I wanna ratchet big booty hoes
Told my dawg just set a pick and roll, but me and him got different goals

My goal was not to hit, to wanted to hit, so I didn't give and go
Huh, know this shit gon' be alright
Thought this bitch was bad, till I seen her in a better light
Don't really care about nothin', tryna get my son a better life

And I can't go home until I make at least a ten a night
Huh, and that's a minimum requirement
I can't keep puttin' bell to ass, I'm thinkin' bout retiring
Put quickdraw on the blick, so if I up it, know I'm firing

We fight, then break up, then make up, that shit so tiring
Huh, we been puttin' bell to ass for a minute now
That nigga talk hot shit on the gram , ill hit his block with a 50 round
Full size ARP with monkey nuts, that bitch weigh 60 pounds

She don't want a relationship with me, she want me to dick her down
So I feed her dick and kick her out, ain't got time for no smutt
This bitch think that I'm in love with her, cause she got a lil' butt
What the f*ck, she can throw that shit around, it ain't enough

And my life so filled with ups and downs, I think bout givin' up
Huh, but if I do, then who my son depend on
They still can't find his body, so he ain't even get a proper send off
I'm in on my body, mixin' Percocets with hella fentanyl

I could beat the block for about two hours and still make it ten ball