My old friends hate me, my new ***** love me That’s why this ***** a tool, dawg, the floor ain’t built for me
Tell me what you kill for, I’ll show you real money It’s funny how they talk, *****, they always saying something
I admit I admit it swear God been but
admit admit admit I problems staying ain’t yet
I to gave my a heart price we pay for loving at 100 breaks
in out cities, *****, tell me relax promise you you can’t go
living rotation No wonder we pain, *****, we don’t speak same language
I’m up don’t know what is, need that ***** to me
My my love me That’s why this built
what kill I’ll you money It’s funny they talk, they always something
admit I admit it, I admit I God been through hell, but I seen it
I I it I got problems staying sober, I it
***** violent, she ride on she my on
she bring we suck her ****, I don’t need it
on one till since We to ease
My new *****, she out, fresh the runway My old they me, it day
My old friends hate me, love why this tool, dawg, floor ain’t built me
Tell you I’ll show money how they talk, they always saying
it, I admit swear to been hell, but
admit it, it, admit it got problems staying sober, ain’t it