[Verse 1]
Fuck it
If the cops pull us over
You tell 'em we far from sober, I pull the cab over
Ask 'em which way the store
'Cause I need me some clear I can mix with the soda
Maybe wrote me a ticket, I lean out my quarter, I call Makaveli
If I'm faking my death and you fake for a living
Who makes it to heaven?
If my children ask me where they come from
Should I tell them heaven or fucking?
Feel a kick on my bitch stomach
She look too slim to have a kid coming
We're way too young to have a kid coming
Way too in love to have a kid coming
I can't fuck you like I want (Want)
I can't fuck you like I want
Got my shit from my lil brother
Just got that from dollar tree
Bro wait on my therapist
I got some story, my n***a, I tell this shit
This way too much
Gotta let me develop (Let me develop, let me develop)
Tell 'em in a dark room
Best be a fifty and a pair of these jordans
And my auntie had a n***a in Edinburgh
We don't gotta see racks
Hidden in his foreyard, even got a foyer
N***a, I don't even wanna live in California
On top of that, I lost a hard-on for it
And the soft spot for ya is the only soft spot on me
Hotel so boring
Ah, fuck, there's nothing to do
Nothing that's new
Nothing's new (Yeah)
I heard you got a new friend (Friend)
And a new whip, man
Both them shits used
[Bridge]
And the sunshine so gold (And the sunshine so gold, and the sunshine so gold)
And the sunshine gets old (And the sunshine gets old, and the sunshine gets old)
Sunshine gets old (Sunshine gets old, sunshine gets old, sunshine gets old)
Sunshine gets old (Sunshine gets old, sunshine gets old, sunshine gets old)

[Verse 2]
Have you changed your mind?
Are you still mine?
That's mine
It's still mine
Love me like you used to (Fuck it)
You used to (Fuck it)
Have you changed your mind?
Are you still mine?
That's mine
It's still mine
Love me like you used to (Fuck it)
You used to (Fuck it)