Desolate (feat. Wavy Jone$) Video (MV)

Bitch I'm whippin'
I'm trickin'
I got yo bitch in my kitchen
It's so exquisite the feeling
I'm smokin' blunts size of midgets

I pack that nine when I ride
We multiply then divide
The profit comin' in swiftly
I hope that I can survive

My past just won't let me live
My pops told me to forgive em
I can't do neither I'm feeling
Like my soul jumped into freezer

Why everything wanna fall apart
Everyday getting sicker
I used to eat out the dollar mart
Til my pockets got thicker

I remember those nights
I remember those fights
I remember the darkness
And I remember the light

I can't forget all the people
Who told me life would get better
I wouldn't wish this on anyone
My mind numb fulla chatter

What the f*ck do I care
Why do I stare into space
Thinking about what is there

I don't really know
What's there or what's here
Find out I dare
Bitch but they won't let me

It's killing my mind
Cause I'm acting so rare in my lair
Don't you see
You know what I show and tell
Knowledge so bare truthfully

I'm dumping my thoughts out my mouth
My eyes and my ears
They showed me this route

Used to not say much got shut out
When I listened wasn't heard
Vocals not allowed
Not liking this sound

Nutty and Wavy
Some thinkin' we shady
But you thinkin' what they thinkin'
Just followin' that man or that lady
Bitch
I got the sauce and the gravy