Withdrawals

Run it up, get to the bag
I've been through hell and back
They think my story sad, they like "CJ's such a drag"
Hold up, just look at the racks
I'm counting hella stacks
Clip, it came with a mag
In the studio recording tracks
Came from nothing, I had to get it all
Came from nothing, I swear I'll never fall
Yao Ming, my money real tall
Yao Ming, I always gotta ball
Put down the pills, going through withdrawals
Haters they always gonna shit talk
I hit them out of the park like a baseball
My haters always gonna pray on my downfall

Look, I got this money count it up
All these racks, swear to god I'll throw it up
Percies they got me like throwing up
Xannies they got me like geeking up
Swear to god, I never give a fuck, feel like Nesico cause they Fuckin up
Wocky all in my double cup, shawty I don't want your lust
I just want your love, cause they hoes, they really be switching up
Had to get it on my own, shoot shit no Al Capone
Gotta make racks, taking no bank loans
Old friends been calling my trap phone
All of these percies I'm tweaking
All of these Xannies I'm geeking
So fucked up that I'm speechless
Off of the 30 I'm fiending, mama said that I need treatment
Hold up, can't go back
Can't get right back off track
I told a hater "just suck my sack"
I need a real one just like JXS

I can't go back
Hol up, I might take your hoe
I might take her home
Freestyle Flow

Run it up, get to the bag
I've been through hell and back
They think my story sad, they like "CJ's such a drag"
Hold up, just look at the racks
I'm counting hella stacks
Clip, it came with a mag
In the studio recording tracks
Came from nothing, I had to get it all
Came from nothing, I swear I'll never fall
Yao Ming, my money real tall
Yao Ming, I always gotta ball
Put down the pills, going through withdrawals
Haters they always gonna shit talk
I hit them out of the park like a baseball
My haters always gonna pray on my downfall



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Writer(s): Connor Nelson
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