complex (feat. Cartoon Ben)
Same shit, same day
Yeah I'm used to it
Used to getting paid
It's a shame that I'm not through with it
Yeah I tried to make some sense of this
Always makes a mess of shit
Ran your scissors down my chest
My insides too complex for this
Backwoods to my head, Gucci necklace for my neck and shit
Making more than what I spend so in the end like what's the use for it
I don't need no friends, except my souls and all the homies in my sister clique
Same shit, same day
Yeah I'm used to it
Used to getting paid
It's a shame that I'm not through with it
Yeah I tried to make some sense of this
Always makes a mess of shit
Run your scissors down my chest
Yeah my insides too complex for this
Backwoods to my head, Gucci necklace for my neck and shit
Making more than what I spend so in the end it's what I'll use for it
I don't need no friends, except my souls and all the homies in my sister clique
Caught up with the same shit
Still said the same shit
Pills in my pocket
Keep my heart in a locket
Last time I got too fucked up then I lost it
Ride around town got some blunts rolled down
We can really pass around
(Fuck)
I was making pennies now I'm feeling like Blade cuz my wallet don't fold out
Shawty hit me up saying hit the function but I can't come through
(I can't)
Fucked up in the crib
Kingpins in my hand
And I think I just popped two
Yeah I'm used to it
Used to getting paid
It's a shame that I'm not through with it
Yeah I tried to make some sense of this
Always makes a mess of shit
Ran your scissors down my chest
My insides too complex for this
Backwoods to my head, Gucci necklace for my neck and shit
Making more than what I spend so in the end like what's the use for it
I don't need no friends, except my souls and all the homies in my sister clique
Same shit, same day
Yeah I'm used to it
Used to getting paid
It's a shame that I'm not through with it
Yeah I tried to make some sense of this
Always makes a mess of shit
Run your scissors down my chest
Yeah my insides too complex for this
Backwoods to my head, Gucci necklace for my neck and shit
Making more than what I spend so in the end it's what I'll use for it
I don't need no friends, except my souls and all the homies in my sister clique
Caught up with the same shit
Still said the same shit
Pills in my pocket
Keep my heart in a locket
Last time I got too fucked up then I lost it
Ride around town got some blunts rolled down
We can really pass around
(Fuck)
I was making pennies now I'm feeling like Blade cuz my wallet don't fold out
Shawty hit me up saying hit the function but I can't come through
(I can't)
Fucked up in the crib
Kingpins in my hand
And I think I just popped two
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Writer(s): Keith Anthony Blair
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