(Bitch, haha)
You want me get off the drugs, But you ain't helping me at all
Im starting to think, Im starting to think you wanna see me fall
Im starting to think, Im starting to think this all my fault
Im Feeling You, Im Feeling You, Im not running from yo love
I got my Glock its on side of me, they know that im a prodigy
He got what we want, my n***a we taking him down
Yea, and you got what i been searching around