B4
Aye, before I went to bed, my mama asked me if I pray today
Too geeked up, I just hope that I don't fade away
All them little drugs in my stomach should've stayed away
You won't give me love, now I'm rich so it's okay today
Pray this shit gon hit me, sad pretty rockstar
Boolin' in the city, cryin' on my shoulder but I'm runnin' out of pity
Speedin' up this lane, down in Houston I'm more whitney
When I'm dead, nobody with me
Smell it in my breath
Real ghost rider, getting closer to my death
Had to cut her off, she won't see me at my best
East city kid, I still fuck her in the west
Rappin' for my idols, they too dead to be impressed
Put her in Celine, fuck a devil in a dress
I've been takin' more narcotics so I think about you less
Blessings for the wicked but who prayin' for the rest
Ain't no time to wait for blessings so I'm prayin' for a check
Mike n Marie denim put it on me when I'm dead
Fuck a mental health cause I want Benjamins instead
Fuck a gravestone, put a crown up on my head
Next to money and my meds
Wanna see my brothers before they leave me with that high tech
I ain't even trippin', bruh, the price is if the act good
She said, don't you smoke before you come like I'm not high yet
I can't even lie, I'm finna roll another backwood
She looked at my closet, nigga, all she saw was black hoods
You ain't have my back, bitch, but she knew these racks would
Syrup from my breakfast, nigga, spill it on my MacBook
It's okay, I still play it cause the track good
And it feel right
Mama says stop drinkin' soda, you don't need a Sprite
I don't gotta text you back if I don't wanna fight
You ain't gotta tell me shit if you just wanna lie
Bitch, I'm 18, yeah, this feel like 25
Bitch, I'm 18, and I feel like 25
Too geeked up, I just hope that I don't fade away
All them little drugs in my stomach should've stayed away
You won't give me love, now I'm rich so it's okay today
Pray this shit gon hit me, sad pretty rockstar
Boolin' in the city, cryin' on my shoulder but I'm runnin' out of pity
Speedin' up this lane, down in Houston I'm more whitney
When I'm dead, nobody with me
Smell it in my breath
Real ghost rider, getting closer to my death
Had to cut her off, she won't see me at my best
East city kid, I still fuck her in the west
Rappin' for my idols, they too dead to be impressed
Put her in Celine, fuck a devil in a dress
I've been takin' more narcotics so I think about you less
Blessings for the wicked but who prayin' for the rest
Ain't no time to wait for blessings so I'm prayin' for a check
Mike n Marie denim put it on me when I'm dead
Fuck a mental health cause I want Benjamins instead
Fuck a gravestone, put a crown up on my head
Next to money and my meds
Wanna see my brothers before they leave me with that high tech
I ain't even trippin', bruh, the price is if the act good
She said, don't you smoke before you come like I'm not high yet
I can't even lie, I'm finna roll another backwood
She looked at my closet, nigga, all she saw was black hoods
You ain't have my back, bitch, but she knew these racks would
Syrup from my breakfast, nigga, spill it on my MacBook
It's okay, I still play it cause the track good
And it feel right
Mama says stop drinkin' soda, you don't need a Sprite
I don't gotta text you back if I don't wanna fight
You ain't gotta tell me shit if you just wanna lie
Bitch, I'm 18, yeah, this feel like 25
Bitch, I'm 18, and I feel like 25
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Writer(s): Slump Madi
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