Midnight awakin, hyperventilating, drug lapse run around the globe wild goose chasin after 3 number one albums who’da thought I’d still feel amazing, still impatient, still sippin’ on liquor, still rollin them swishers

Now it’s beemers, double parking fuck pay the meter
In da club on ya couches got paid be here!
On ya girl, rubbin up on my favorite features
I think the visas on me wanna be franklins and mona LISE

JESUS
JESUS
JESUS
Man I might fuck ‘round lose my mind, I gotta break out I’m on a stakeout, on the farm or ya lake house

Around 3 am dawwg, I was gettin busy in the bathroom stall
They had mamacita Miami eater, put her in a two seater, too bad I couldn’t three-peat her. Need a whole lotta vida before I see the reaper house full of snow buddies putting trees up like it’s Christmas Easter!
Need more steps then a skinny n***a, got tax on my visa
I know the kids in the flame they don’t trust they believe it

I mean
JESUS
JESUS
JESUS
JESUS
Man I might fuck ‘round lose my mind, I gotta break out I’m on a stakeout, on the farm or ya lake house

JESUS
JESUS
I mean
JESUS
JESUS
Man I might fuck ‘round lose my mind, I gotta break out I’m on a stakeout, on the farm or ya lake house

JESUS
JESUS
I mean
JESUS
JESUS
I might fuck ‘round lose my miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind (JESUS)