Verse 1 (BT)
Colder villain with no minions
Seekin' peace of mind
Boulder with tha drug opinions
Blunted coke, and xanny rhyme
Lookin for a pocket full of change
To give some rest to mine
Prayin for some guidance that could stand the test of time
Pick moral lonely or if u know how to juggle em
Twist spliff n florals homie we smokin a double up
Spot her at the function
She the type to carry a couple cups
Small tits, size zero, but a definite bubble butt
Before I ever said wussup
It getting thrown on my belt
Drugged out and it ain't help
Broke a promise self, swore a
Nigha wasn't goin
Type a hoes i been towin
Only truth beneath their belt
I been tryna let go
How much time can we watch reefer blow
Lost in scattered thoughts
And I'm stuck outta zone and
I swear it ain't the smokin
Just too many thoughts of thots and sheet rollin
Weed that we stole
And currency i need to keep stowed
In accounts that school and bad habits can't reach
Blockin her on evreything tryna save anxiety
Didn't trust her from the start
New something was plotted up the sleeve
Almost brought a n***a to his knees
First time i had to watch that bitch
Just get up and leave

Verse 2 (Foolish Ed)
Been fucked over By so many girls
Can't even count them 3 or 4 might think this
Song is bout em Can't say that I'm sad
Look at that
All these rhymes and lines
All about them
They brought back my inspiration
It's an invitation
To write about these things
I keep saying
Lo fi and soul
A perfect combination
For the ones who
Aren't in control
Shits out to the
Ones with high goals
Forget about those
Sleepless nights
Shit will all piece
Together in time
Lose some friends
Lose some cash
Lose yourself
That's the best way
To find the good things in life
After a few drinks
The emotions pour out
After a few drinks
I'm blacking out
The liquor runs through my veins
I think my dreams
Are artery
But I keep pushing
New artists Featuring
You know we ain't Stopping
Bringing a new genre
N***as be pausin
They afraid Of a new project
They claim they miss
The real hip hop
But all they listen to is that
Wish wash
They ain't missin
They dick sucking for the
Trap rappers
Balls on the chin Peter Griffin
I hide behind the spotlight
Scottie pippen
All these metaphors
You always missin
Just trying to get a couple
Million
Take my fam to those islands
Enjoying the paradisin
My life ain't no dicen
I be tossing
Just immortalizing
My projects
We ain't never givin up
That shit not an option