Ay, yeah I've been going through some shit Tried to show me love but I felt the opposite And you only hit me up when you wanna get drunk Asking if we're cool but I told you "tough luck" Ay, yeah I've been going through some shit Finally on my come up I make commas off of this And I finally got some fans and they're bumping all my shit Yeah you told me that I will fail but I'm failing what is this? Get drunk while they play this in the club Hope it hurts when you finally see me up Your fake friends yeah, you know they're not enough And I know that it's time to give you up (it's time to give you up)
Looking for bliss and now I'm the shit Trying to be honest but you wouldn't listen But now I resent the fact that I couldn't have friends without business I don't want this, I don't want that I don't want nothing to do with the rap I wanted friends I wanted cash, but I was an asshole, yeah Try it again Try to forget all of my past I can't answer on the phone I wish that I was home Answer on the phone I wish that I was home
Ay, yeah I've been going through some shit Tried to show me love but I felt the opposite And you only hit me up when you wanna get drunk Asking if we're cool but I told you "tough luck" Ay, yeah I've been going through some shit Finally on my come up I make commas off of this And I finally got some fans and they're bumping all my shit Yeah you told me that I will fail but I'm failing what is this? Get drunk while they play this in the club Hope it hurts when you finally see me up Your fake friends yeah, you know they're not enough And I know that it's time to give you up
Compositor: Richard Joseph Ii Fote ECAD: Obra #34648109