I'm sick to my stomach, yeah, I done ran it off
I'm sick to my stomach, yeah, I done let it off
I'm sick to my stomach, yeah, I done let it off
I done let it out
Bitch, give me the ride, I need 40 points now
Don't look at me like that, like, what the f*ck you doin' now
I see you turnin' on me, what the f*ck goin' on
Yeah, I see you goin' crazy, what the f*ck goin' on
Yeah, you singin' on my rear, shit, you singin' on my song
Bitch, you need to lay low, bitch, if I'ma sing along
There is no denyin, there is no cryin
You need to lay back and lay low, bitch, you stayin' lyin
You need to sit back and watch all the work I been doin
You need to sit back and lay low and see the shit I'm tryin
Cause it's jigged up on my payroll, you know I ain't got it
And it's jigged up on his back now, you know he ain't got it
Got my niggas on my side now, you know we slidin
While you're ridin' on the beat, yes, you know that I'm ridin
I be ooh-ooh-ooh, I go ooh-ooh-ooh
I go ooh-ooh-ooh, I go ooh-ooh-ooh, I go ooh-ooh-ooh
Is it real, you see
People say they love me, but I feel the hate around me
People say they trust me, but I feel the hate around me
People say they love me, but I feel the drugs around me
I can't sleep, I can't move
She can't leave with my heart on my sleeve
But I need you to stay with me, I can't have you leavin' me
I need you to trust me, I need you to see what I did
I need niggas to see what I say
I need to be what I need to f*ckin' be