[Producer Tag]
Good job, Curtis!

[Hook: 33 Life]
She dumped me in the food court (food court)
I copped the broad a sports car
Now we don't talk no more (hell nah)
Hell nah we don't talk no more

[Verse 1: Curtis Waters]
Gas, smoke, lungs, hurt, choke
Stay woke, young heart broke
Maybe I wasn't meant for her
Maybe I wasn't meant for her
All I know I feel alone
I hope up I glow
Maybe life wasn't meant to hurt
Maybe life wasn't meant to hurt

[Verse 2: Yung Star Ballout]
Blood stains
Ugly up, my shirt
I might let us work
Baby know things like we ain't in church
She hit the mall like she never been to church
Baby on my mind while she's dancing with a curse
Baiting all my time yah I gotta go work
Gotta chase a bag but my heart gone hurt
I ain't got a car but my car gone swerve
[Hook: 33 Life]
She dumped me in the food court (food court)
I copped the broad a sports car
Now we don't talk no more (hell nah)
Hell nah we don't talk no more

[Verse 3: Curtis Waters]
Eyes, lust, love, soul
Pull up fast, hands hold
I know you, you know that you make my whole winter
Fuck all to who know
Old friends went home
Your salt now I'm stoned
I feel like a whole winner

[Verse 4: Yung Star Ballout]
Baby loves leaving me solo
Said you love me, I never know
Rinse this pain, I grab a girl
Why you tryna hate? I never know
Shawty look good in the slumber now
Shawty look good in the fast lane
Shawty leave me with some bad pains
Shawty tryna leave me with no love

[Hook: 33 Life]
She dumped me in the food court (food court)
I copped the broad a sports car
Now we don't talk no more (hell nah)
Hell nah we don't talk no more