[Verse 1]
As if I don't know why your face so blank
Bet a real n***a try to tell you what it is
You was standing screaming, "No the fuck it ain't"
Why the fuck you can't? Why he never will?
Funny cause those same conversations got a young roadrunner laughin' straight to the bank
And I ain't got beef, 'less its bread on my head don't mistake the situation
Say you got hittas, bout it boys, real hittas ain't tweeting with location
Put in work, did vacation, pouring out
Liquor for my n***as lord knows that they should've made it
And I don't like n***as screaming "Live life" when you living life like a pussy
Green dot goals gettin' sent to my n***as lord pray they keep on pushing
Pray I keep moving, know I keep it thugging
Fuck a hater n***a man I never seen them n***as cause they never seen nothing
Never felt my pocket, same n***as plotting
Same n***as with her now standing at the motherfucking ending like "We did it!"
But we ain't even made it, I'm just getting fucking faded
Belaire Rose and I'm sipping on this shit like "Mm this tasty"
Man I swear I can taste it
Looking at this money man, motherfuckers swear I had to chase it
Now I sit on my couch and I'm, pushing hits out like the bitch who been
Fucking these n***as she met on the road
Bitches at my house they want alarm codes
But I don't know you

[Bridge]
Now its love in the city, where the love in the city?
Motherfucker, we don't owe you
Motherfucker, we don't owe you
Bitch wiggle, we don't know you
[Verse 2]
Sipping Belaire Rose
Talking to your bitch about foreplay
And I bet she know where the gang stay
And I bet she know where the gang hang....gang bang
Got my n***a, running behind me with TRAP buckets on he look like Chief Keef saying bang bang
Call a n***a back, call this shit a hit
And I don't need no motherfucking plaque
Get the fuck off my dick
Got a fuck n***a sick
O-G-G, man they shining
You the same bitch n***a
Yeah the same lame n***a
Motherfucka just whining