[Intro: Garret Nash- "i​ hate u, i love u"]
Feeling used, but I'm
Still missing you and I can't
See the end of this
Just wanna feel your kiss against my lips
And now all this time is passing by
But I still can't seem to tell you why
It hurts me every time I see you
Realize how much I need you

[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
I need you more than I need me
When I look at you, I see me
I cashed out on double alphabet, I fell in love with VVs
1500 on a handgun
I need my respect, but I ain't Aretha Franklin grandson
I'an ever run track, but I'll fuck 'round hold your hoe for ransom

[Verse: Rylo Rodriguez]
Cuban link, 19 inch, the double better
L-O-V-E, fuck is that? them just letters
Elevators, can't do that, we all steppers
In the field, fuck 12, we like every team but the Raiders
Ay, these hoes dying for attention
Gotta check the throat, make sure she breathin'
I been buying rakes, tryna be prepared for when they leave me
I just bought a Drake, but I didn't purchase it from Wheezy
Fuck that ho, protection, ain't tryna go out like I'm easy
Rollie, AP, Bust Cartier
Push bags in the hood, motor in the rear
We cannot hang long, like Emmett Till
I dropped a tear when I booked for the whole year
I did not change fits, I just switched gears
Told me that she had a n***a, but I hit still
You n***as signed to the police to get deals
That n***a got a rolex ain't real
[Verse: CEO Flock]
Ran up the racks at black spot, tryna make it right
No handy man, when we was down, we had them long ass pipes
Talkin' crazy, wrong n***a, it's gone cost yo' life
That's right, better price, it's gone cost yo' life
This your scale for the P's, yeah I'm moving bells
I used to play the block in morning, now I'm rich as hell
Sherblato for my lungs, got me high as hell
See you can't fuck wit everybody cause these n***as tell
I got some n***as really dead, and some up in the cell
When I was down on my ass, I couldn't get no help
You know these n***as snake, these n***as fake
I paved the way, that's why they hate
Running up the cake, in a major way
Put it in they face, Mafia we straight

[Hook: Rylo Rodriguez]
I need you more than I need me
When I look at you, I see me
I cashed out on double alphabet, I fell in love with VVs
1500 on a handgun
I need my respect, but I ain't Aretha Franklin grandson
I'an ever run track, but I'll fuck 'round hold your hoe for ransom