Intro
Yeah, yeah
Probably never coming back back
Probably never coming back back, (Ivan the Producer)

Chorus
I'm tryna wake up leaning with two sexy bad bitches with me
If I'm lying then I'm flying, prosecutor tryna get me
I had to break up with my bitches cause I started feeling empty
All these new hoes, I would fuck em if she let me
X2

Verse 1
He want war n***a come and try it
He a boss but that n***a lying
Got these drugs taking over me
Imma pour it till I'm dying

Nightmares feds picked me up
Had a dream in the Bentley Truck
Lil bags wasn't big enough
Famous Dex I had to pick it up

Cash blue, but I left that bitch on read
Pass through, I heard n***as want my head
Five Deuce, free my n***as out the Feds
Black & blue, I'm abusing all these meds

Chorus x2

Verse 2
You can get whatever you like
If you show me that you're ready to ride
I fucked up and you was letting it slide
Know your body when you let me inside

Give me a reason
Why these n***as switched up on me?
Long as I'm breathing
If my brother need me he can call

Chorus x2

Verse 3
Remember sitting in the trap tryna flip a rack
Never looked back
Till the police raided, yeah the police came in

I don't ever have to cap, ain't no going back
Once a n***a rat
N***a wrote a statement, helped the police slay me

Remember sitting in the trap tryna flip a rack
Never looked back
Till the police raided, yeah the police came in

I don't ever have to cap, ain't no going back
Once a n***a rat
N***a wrote a statement, helped the police slay me

Outro