Songtexte

You ain't never felt like me

Four blunts in, I just wanna live free

Your heart beatin' boutta fall whitey

Woke up to a stranger in my bed

Percocets on the floor, geeked up to the max

Yeah my life's a fuckin' mess

What the fuck is going to on?

I spent 350- on this Ralph Laurent

But you know that i'm gone

Say i'm gonna change but I know I won't

Brand new bitch, no name, throat goat

Made some cash, I need some more

You want smoke? Bitch, say no more!

Huh, I just fuck his bitch while i'm in it

Huh, I might do the dash when i'm finished

Oh you ain't got a bag? Mind your business

All green blunt, no spinach

I just spazzed out told my bitch to shut the fuck up

I just popped a perky and i'm 'bout to crash the fuck out

Got all these fuckin' feelings bottled up inside

Man I wish he woulda tried me, man I wish he tried

If you want some fuckin' smoke them pull up where my fuckin' show at

Oh like the glock was gay the way it blowin' all these opp heads

Oh I was piss broke now It's G-Wagon, Bentley shit

Shawty tryna claim me but i'm fuckin' on a better bitch

What the fuck is goin' on?

How the fuck I feel happy but not at all?

Tell me whatchu want, I got it all

Oh the world ain't ready for me

No the world ain't ready for me

Yeah the world ain't ready for me