[Intro: Theo Ackermann]
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Lately, I been feelin'
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[Chorus]
I was tryna vibe
I just poured some shots up and you come inside
Say you stuck inside yo' head, baby I'm stuck in mine
All that time I spent arrested just from doin' crime
Every day I wake up, it feel like it's do or die for me
I got court in June, baby would you lie for me?
I can't give you nothing, I know what it take
At some point you gon' get sick of all yo' slimy ways
I can't fumble under pressure and just call it fake

[Verse]
No, hit the stage and give them shows
Hit the plug, he give me lows
Flight to Paris, I'm eatin' English toast
And myself, I'm fearin'
I don't еven answer 'bout what I been through, I'm scared of thе memory
And lil' shawty got that body, don't feel so embarrassed
Know I'm walking up so proudly when people be staring
Know they tired of me
I done got way too damn lit, no they can't hide me
Had to redirect that ho 'cause you can't try me
I'm that old boy
Flyin' Rolls-Royce
If you open up yo' eyes, well shit, she ain't yours
Rich n***a givin' broke whores [?]
They been suckin' all my energy, I cut the source
I was young, I was pickin' pennies off the floor
Gettin' money now I'm picking letters in a Porsche
Please give me more, please give me more
I just made a hundred at just twenty-four
[Chorus]
I was tryna vibe
I just poured some shots up and you come inside
Say you stuck inside yo' head, baby I'm stuck in mine
All that time I spent arrested just from doin' crime
Every day I wake up, it feel like it's do or die for me
I got court in June, baby would you lie for me?
I can't give you nothing, I know what it take
At some point you gon' get sick of all yo' slimy ways
I can't fumble under pressure and just call it fake (Fake)

[Outro]
I can't fumble under pressure and just call it fake