bump down
They don't care 'bout how I feel
So I do drugs and disobey
I remember wondering my next meal
Now it's a little too much on my plate
Have J5 bump down on him with Drac
Pill after pill, how much can I take?
Too many people turn out to be fake
Opps probably out here stalking my page
Me and I8 finna tear up the backstreet
High speed chase, I blame it on Waze
Have them boys on everybody head for days
Get everybody hit back to back like the Braves
Patty Mahomes, I'm in the field making plays
You can come catch you a fade
I don't want my diploma, for real, I'm paid
I got dog, what's a grade?
Caught em at the mall, he got saved
Drop your balls, and make some shake
She tellin' me that her period late
Don't know why she tellin' me, but that's okay
And I kept it solid, no I'm not a follower
Can't never run and tell em' I was fake
The pills I pop 'em, I sip out the bottom
I don't got a problem accepting my fate
I been tryna tell my lil' brother, "Chill"
I speak my pain, it kinda give me chills
If I die today, it's probably 'cause these pills, for real
Long live Rich Homie
And I'm ROW 'til I die, I don't gotta big homie
They don't want beef with me, they want bologna
Big ten mil', take the tail off a pony
Think it sweet 'cause I'm rappin', tell 'em, "Run up on me"
Wait, she want me findin' in love, can't
I fell in love with the drugs and drank
Walking through school and everyone know my name
Look at how far I done came
Redhead, say she like dreadheads
I'm probably finna make her my main
Baddest of em' all
Don't even wanna get in her drawls
I just want to spit game
Truth be told
I ain't mature off of age
I been matured off of my pain
Past few few months
Every time you hear my name
It come with a lil bit of hate
Act like I don't see it
Cause I got too much to lose
And I ain't got nothing to gain
It's the life I chose
I been trying not to complain
None will ever be the same, yea
They don't care 'bout how I feel
So I do drugs and disobey
I remember wondering my next meal
Now it's a little too much on my plate
Have J5 bump down on him with Drac
Pill after pill, how much can I take?
Too many people turn out to be fake
Opps probably out here stalking my page
Me and I8 finna tear up the backstreet
High speed chase, I blame it on Waze
Have them boys on everybody head for days
Get everybody hit back to back like the Braves
Patty Mahomes, I'm in the field making plays
You can come catch you a fade
I don't want my diploma, for real, I'm paid
I got dog, what's a grade?
So I do drugs and disobey
I remember wondering my next meal
Now it's a little too much on my plate
Have J5 bump down on him with Drac
Pill after pill, how much can I take?
Too many people turn out to be fake
Opps probably out here stalking my page
Me and I8 finna tear up the backstreet
High speed chase, I blame it on Waze
Have them boys on everybody head for days
Get everybody hit back to back like the Braves
Patty Mahomes, I'm in the field making plays
You can come catch you a fade
I don't want my diploma, for real, I'm paid
I got dog, what's a grade?
Caught em at the mall, he got saved
Drop your balls, and make some shake
She tellin' me that her period late
Don't know why she tellin' me, but that's okay
And I kept it solid, no I'm not a follower
Can't never run and tell em' I was fake
The pills I pop 'em, I sip out the bottom
I don't got a problem accepting my fate
I been tryna tell my lil' brother, "Chill"
I speak my pain, it kinda give me chills
If I die today, it's probably 'cause these pills, for real
Long live Rich Homie
And I'm ROW 'til I die, I don't gotta big homie
They don't want beef with me, they want bologna
Big ten mil', take the tail off a pony
Think it sweet 'cause I'm rappin', tell 'em, "Run up on me"
Wait, she want me findin' in love, can't
I fell in love with the drugs and drank
Walking through school and everyone know my name
Look at how far I done came
Redhead, say she like dreadheads
I'm probably finna make her my main
Baddest of em' all
Don't even wanna get in her drawls
I just want to spit game
Truth be told
I ain't mature off of age
I been matured off of my pain
Past few few months
Every time you hear my name
It come with a lil bit of hate
Act like I don't see it
Cause I got too much to lose
And I ain't got nothing to gain
It's the life I chose
I been trying not to complain
None will ever be the same, yea
They don't care 'bout how I feel
So I do drugs and disobey
I remember wondering my next meal
Now it's a little too much on my plate
Have J5 bump down on him with Drac
Pill after pill, how much can I take?
Too many people turn out to be fake
Opps probably out here stalking my page
Me and I8 finna tear up the backstreet
High speed chase, I blame it on Waze
Have them boys on everybody head for days
Get everybody hit back to back like the Braves
Patty Mahomes, I'm in the field making plays
You can come catch you a fade
I don't want my diploma, for real, I'm paid
I got dog, what's a grade?
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