Gtg
I gotta go
Don't even know what I'm supposed to say
Gotta collect what I'm owed today
Owe myself some peace of mind
New push to start no key required
Turn off my phone for peace and quiet
Cause it's been a while since they seen me smile Shit
When you coming home might be a while
Need to get it off your chest then you can call sometime
Still be there to pick you up when you fall sometime
I just had to be alone before I lost my mind
Wouldn't tell you this in person
But I'm not fine
Think I'm running out of patience
I'm bout to run it up right in their faces
I need a vacation Detectives at my crib
I had to vacate it They couldn't get me and they hate it
It's realer than music I can't fake it
I cannot come in for questioning
Wouldn't be asking me if you had evidence
Out in the field I came to play
Wouldn't believe what I made today
Gun and a scale was my saving grace
Step back FA FA and fade away
Think it's safe to say leave Keezy alone He'll bake your cake
If I call cuz and tell him make his way
Then even Superman couldn't save the day
What you know about Narcan in your hand ready?
Cause they can't get enough of that damn fetty
Wanna sell dope Is your man ready?
Keep it solid when he in the jam heavy?
Probably how you sitting in the pen with him shit
And that's not rare that's bound to happen
When it's drama time they ain't bout the action
Cause the weakest men do the loudest yapping
Tryna move eight states down south of Akron shit
I gotta go don't even know what I'm supposed to say
Gotta collect what I'm owed today
Owe myself some peace of mind
New push to start no key required
Turn off my phone for peace and quiet
Cause it's been a while since they seen me smile shit
When you coming home it might be a while
Need to get it off your chest
Then you can call sometime
Still be there to pick you up
When you fall sometime
I just had to be alone
Before I lost my mind
Probably wouldn't tell you this but huh
I'm not fine
No I'm not fine
I gotta go
Dont even know what im supposed to say
I gotta go Im getting out of here
I hope my enemies die
I hope they dont live a lot of years
If you're with me We Ride
Don't even know what I'm supposed to say
Gotta collect what I'm owed today
Owe myself some peace of mind
New push to start no key required
Turn off my phone for peace and quiet
Cause it's been a while since they seen me smile Shit
When you coming home might be a while
Need to get it off your chest then you can call sometime
Still be there to pick you up when you fall sometime
I just had to be alone before I lost my mind
Wouldn't tell you this in person
But I'm not fine
Think I'm running out of patience
I'm bout to run it up right in their faces
I need a vacation Detectives at my crib
I had to vacate it They couldn't get me and they hate it
It's realer than music I can't fake it
I cannot come in for questioning
Wouldn't be asking me if you had evidence
Out in the field I came to play
Wouldn't believe what I made today
Gun and a scale was my saving grace
Step back FA FA and fade away
Think it's safe to say leave Keezy alone He'll bake your cake
If I call cuz and tell him make his way
Then even Superman couldn't save the day
What you know about Narcan in your hand ready?
Cause they can't get enough of that damn fetty
Wanna sell dope Is your man ready?
Keep it solid when he in the jam heavy?
Probably how you sitting in the pen with him shit
And that's not rare that's bound to happen
When it's drama time they ain't bout the action
Cause the weakest men do the loudest yapping
Tryna move eight states down south of Akron shit
I gotta go don't even know what I'm supposed to say
Gotta collect what I'm owed today
Owe myself some peace of mind
New push to start no key required
Turn off my phone for peace and quiet
Cause it's been a while since they seen me smile shit
When you coming home it might be a while
Need to get it off your chest
Then you can call sometime
Still be there to pick you up
When you fall sometime
I just had to be alone
Before I lost my mind
Probably wouldn't tell you this but huh
I'm not fine
No I'm not fine
I gotta go
Dont even know what im supposed to say
I gotta go Im getting out of here
I hope my enemies die
I hope they dont live a lot of years
If you're with me We Ride
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Writer(s): Alexander Kazoun
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