[Intro: NLE Choppa]
LeeBoy on the track
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bomb like Al-Qaeda
Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, wo-o-woah-woah, oh, oh (Top Shotta)
I been goin' since y'all (Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, woah-oah)
I been goin' since y'all
Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy, wo-o-woah-woah, oh, oh

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
Ayy, I wrote a love letter to a bitch
Tore it, then I ripped it up
Been a long time lookin' for love, but I'm givin' up
If I ain't hard on a bitch that mean that I don't give a fuck
Emotionally scarred by my past, I think I'm outta luck
I need love, so she hit me different when bitches start trippin'
All these drugs in my body, tryna cope, this pain I'm feelin'
See, these slugs in my mouth when I smile, but I feel empty
And for the love, for my child I ain't blow the brain out my fitted
I don't want the hoes and dime-a-dozen
Just want one bitch for mе
How you go from ridin' like you love it?
Now you sayin, "Fuck me"
Wе be scared to open up to each other, so we have troubles
Two different worlds, you a queen, but I'm comin' straight out the gutter
Back in the days, I was plottin' a bag, you would have to have it
I changed my ways, I was thuggin' and ratchet somethin' like a savage
When I'm smashin', you be scratchin' my back and you wet the mattress
Now you changin', what's the tactic?
I'm askin' you, "Where we stand?"
Big Drac', seventy-five when it spray
Big rank, we gon' boost the murder rate
Weed stank, I blow this bitch to the face
Shit same, but it's just a different day
Excuse me for the shit I do but I'm just lost at heart
You see a n***a tryna love you but you make it hard
You left me in the dark, departed, ripped my soul apart
So when I need, someone to talk to, who I'm gonna call
Send a diss, we killin' back
Fuck that bitch, he been a rat
The opp for that, bitch stated facts
Free BG, we want him back
Rap n***a but I'm posted in the trap
With the sack like I'm a dope boy
Fuck a Hellcat, fuck a scat pack
Put it up, I want a Rolls Royce
Tryna get this trap jumpin'
N***a play with the dope, I'ma roll 'em up
N***as thinkin' I'm a no-show
But I blow, I'ma have to show 'em up
Judgin' me up in the comments
Swear to God, they don't even know us
Ever see a n***a comin' for me in the sky, he gon' go up
Never wrong for what I say, I react, on how I be treated
How I'm wrong I told you, "Stay," but somehow you ended up leavin'
The bad person in the picture, the image that gon' deceive me
I'm lost, I ain't got nobody, I think I need it
[Interlude: NLE Choppa]
Like I'm emotionally scarred, for real
What you need it for?
Yeah, I need it though
It's cool

[Verse 2: NLE Choppa]
A love letter came through the mail, it said, "I miss you"
I ripped it up and flushed with the tissue, try to forget you
I ain't got nothing against you, we human, we all got issues
But I'm tired of being tired of being tired
That part of me done died
I see it, then I don't, act like I'm blind
I'm confident it won't be one of mine
I know emotions come with lies, so I tell the truth all the time
Ain't got no sympathy for no bitch
I admit that I'm rich and I'm lit
Jumpin' up on stages, I get two hundred an occasion
Bro had really fucked the game up, we made n***as shut they trap down
They see how I made it, I'm the reason they won't rap now
See me out in traffic, make a hater pull his hat down
The biggest OG's salute me, a stylist can't even style me
The robbers probably wanna get me, I'm hoppin' out Lamborghinis
The youngins turn in my city, they try me, I get it cracking
Some of this still would happen if I never had started rapping
My people them still steady trapping and they still be getting active
I tell 'em to chill, I'm tryna run up these M's
Paid cash and then he post the crib (Nah)
I can't show nobody where my mama live, that's how I 'posed to feel
My niece just asked me were my diamonds real, I said, "Of course"
I just played the hand that I was dealt, didn't have to force
All around the world they know it's me, they hear my voice
And I done it all in a pair of Diors, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Young age, learned how to get paid (We gon' get the money)
Big stage, long way from Section 8 (Ballin' other countries)
Big wave, he gon' have to get saved (Big old wave)
Ridin' in the foreign, chiefin' on the forest
I know I wasn't there for you, at least I said I'm sorry
You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless
I'm emotionally scarred, that ain't even your fault
But don't listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt

[Verse 3: Lil Baby]
All this revenue coming in, I'll probably never spend
I just bought my BM a Benz, now that's another Benz
I just cut off all of my friends and brought my brothers in
I don't see nobody but me, who I'm gon' lose to?
I can't move around without tools, these n***as loose screws
I can see me taking the lead over the new school
They remember me from selling weed at my old school
Only hit it once and now it's old news
Blew up, who the fuck would knew? Paint my Trackhawk Nipsey Blue
If I get one, you get one too, I really move how bosses move
I never call myself a G.O.A.T., I leave that up to the people
Everybody can't go to the top, I had to leave some people
I'ma be forever scheming, woke up, I thought I was dreaming
Watched my lil' boy play with toys, I just dropped a tear of joy
Some shit that I feel for
I been going crazy with that scoring, call me Baby Harden
They say I'll be great, I guess I'm waiting for it
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Young age, learned how to get paid (We gon' get the money)
Big stage, long way from Section 8 (Ballin' other countries)
Big wave, he gon' have to get saved (Big old wave)
Ridin' in the foreign, chiefin' on the forest
I know I wasn't there for you, at least I said I'm sorry
You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless
I'm emotionally scarred, that ain't even your fault
But don't listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt
Young age, learned how to get paid (We gon' get the money)
Big stage, long way from Section 8 (Ballin' other countries)
Big wave, he gon' have to get saved (Big old wave)
Ridin' in the foreign, chiefin' on the forest
I know I wasn't there for you, at least I said I'm sorry
You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless
I'm emotionally scarred, that ain't even your fault
But don't listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt

[Verse 4: 2KBABY]
I'm sorry, I got to leave to meet the plug
But you knew what this was
From day one, girl, you knew you choose a thug
I fell in love with all of the above
I fell in love with drugs
I fell in love with gettin' it out the mud
I don't want no smoke unless it's ZaZa
Make it do the cha-cha
Bitch, I need that loud I'm hearin', "Bla, bla"
Keep it on the low or we like, "Nah, nah"
Make me call my shottas
I get 'em the go and they go blocka
But I love the city, I ran me a fifty
A n***a was wippin' a coupe, yeah
Can a pity, if you wasn't if up you with me
A n***a gon' do what he do, yeah
I got me a blicky
Look up us and, n***a, we litty
Man, them n***as said that wasn't shit
Then we leave 'em with shitty and pull up and do him like Ricky, yeah, yeah
I got me a Glizzy and that bitch came with a tittie, yeah, yeah
Don't join the committee if yo' ass be actin' all iffy, yeah, yeah
This shit get real gritty my n***as they gotta be trify, yeah, yeah
I'm tryna get busy and she tryna give me a hicky, yeah, yeah
But I'm tryin', can't blame you if you hate me, I was lyin'
Now that look got me crazy when I'm cryin'
Just 'cause I'm famous, that don't mean that I'm aprisin'
I'm just vibin', I hope you like it
When I'm intoxicated let you drive it
I know the opps be hatin' like I'm psychic
Fuck the fightin', just let me slide in
Emotionally scarred, yeah, I'm too excited
Yo' favorite rapper flow pretty hard but he ain't right it
Young n***a, I be smokin' these gars, roll up in light it
Yeah, they ask about my nose and the car but I don't hide it
I ain't never fuckin' know I go far now I'm in lightin'
'Member used to ride around stolen cars 'cause we ain't hikin'
We ain't lovin' on these hoes and these Broads 'cause they be bitin'
Every thing I do excting, baby, don't get me indited but your invited
Skip states, baby, let's go this way (Bitches love Kentucky)
Nick Cage, find out where yo' bitch stay (Bet she wanna fuck me)
Thick cake, we gon' make some shit shake (They say "Boy, you lucky")
N***a, ain't no [?], we done went too far now
They ain't think I ever do it, momma, I'm a star now
But I feel so fuckin' stupid, only 'cause I'm scarred now
I'm emotionally scarred and it get worse by the day
While these n***as wanna play, I'ma sip my Alizé

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Young age, learned how to get paid (We gon' get the money)
Big stage, long way from Section 8 (Ballin' other countries)
Big wave, he gon' have to get saved (Big old wave)
Ridin' in the foreign, chiefin' on the forest
I know I wasn't there for you, at least I said I'm sorry
You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless
I'm emotionally scarred, that ain't even your fault
But don't listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt
Young age, learned how to get paid (We gon' get the money)
Big stage, long way from Section 8 (Ballin' other countries)
Big wave, he gon' have to get saved (Big old wave)
Ridin' in the foreign, chiefin' on the forest
I know I wasn't there for you, at least I said I'm sorry
You know what it was, I told you that I was heartless
I'm emotionally scarred, that ain't even your fault
But don't listen to them haters tryna fill your ears with salt