I don't know everything I want
She need time, oh
I need time, oh
I know that it's real
Fillin' me in my body, run emotions
I had it on me, ain't know it
Can't land in yo' heart like a token
I'm leavin' scars on yo' body, it ain't no status
We all undecided, want my attention
They say top

Stackin' this money, it grow to galore
Don't want me in Bentley, my inches, and Rolls
I got problems, I wanted a Ghost
All that shit from a child took a toll
I be runnin' on time for these hoes
She need time to think and I say, "No"
Tell me nobody knows
I don't wanna preach it on my own
You don't wanna come in, I'm goin' inside
I'ma stand on the top and the front where it lies
I'ma clean that bitch out like I hit it with Tide
We don't need no time to rise
We don't need no one to know
This shit can't be televised
Need nothin' but a gun and my bro on side
Won't go on floor from [?] to tonight
I be with it, they save in they mind how I get it
He want smoke? It's a go, ain't no waitin', I send it
I be on it, I'm pushin' this trey to the limit
Ain't no tellin', I bet him and wait up in prison
I'ma stretch him and [?] , he tellin' my business
We connivin' and robbin', ain't changin' my livin'
You know how I'm rockin', no floppin' I hit it
Pussy nigga be hollerin', ain't comin' specific

I be runnin', yeah
I don't know everything I want
She need time, oh
I need time, oh
I know that it's real
Fillin' me in my body, run emotions
I had it on me, ain't know it
Can't land in yo' heart like a token
I'm leavin' scars on yo' body, it ain't no status
We all undecided, want my attention
They say top

I got them hitters with me, her friends know we play for keeps (Mm-mm)
Let's go find some peace, ride off in the bitch (Uh-huh)
Come stakeout with me, I ain't got time to leave (Yeah)
I drunk too much lean, I can't feel my feet (Uh, yeah)
Check how nigga be drippin', we on 'em, we surfin' in pendants (Yeah, slide)
I'm talkin' a lot, I ain't kiddin', you want it, we get up and get it (Yeah)
That chopper be poppin', I spit it, I call it, I'm screamin' "good riddance" (Yeah, die)
You know that I'm popular, scared that these bitches wanna get in my business
I say that I'm runnin', them hitters be gunnin'
I'm droppin' it on 'em, them niggas go under
I'ma ride in the black, blowin' loud with the llama
I'm in love with the money, I spend it all summer
While I run with the sack, I'ma try not to fumble
I'm stay with that pole in the bed like a plumber
Get away from her love, I see that it's comin'
She be stalkin', she got me, she turn to a hunter

I be runnin', yeah
I don't know everything I want
She need time, oh
I need time, oh