Leave Me

(альбом: Love Me // Leave Me - 2018)

I ain't never spent no money tryna fuck her
Heron on my waist, but the money never heal shit
I pop pills, can't feel shit
(Money never, money never, money never heal shit)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)

Said, I ain't never spent no money tryna fuck her
Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew
Bitch, don't even ask me if this real
Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit
Heroin up my nose, relapsed, can't deal shit
And I'm still on a search for my purpose
'Cause working ain't worth it
And moving all this work got me nervous
Said, I ain't never spent no money tryna fuck her
Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew
Bitch, don't even ask me if this real
Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit
Heroin up my nose, relapsed, can't deal shit
And I'm still on a search for my purpose
'Cause working ain't worth it
And moving all this work got me nervous

Said, I ain't ever spend no money tryna flex
I just spend 800 on tech
She tryna fuck me, told her only want the neck
She tryna love me, but I only want respect
Ooh, I just wan' get to this fetty
Think I'm gon die, I ain't ready, so I'm gon' sip plenty
I dropped a bean in my Henny
Drugs and money, I got plenty lbs and blue Benjies
Went from Levi's to the Ksubis
How the fuck you gon' be hoein then say please don't use me?
Walking around with that wock on me
Remember I used to have that Glock on me
Need a jag, I need a watch on me, ooh
Feds hot, swear they watching me, ooh
Need a jag, I need a watch on me, ooh
Feds hot, I swear they watching me, uh

I ain't never spent no money tryna fuck her
Heron on my waist, but the money never heal shit
I pop pills, can't feel shit
(Money never, money never, money never heal shit)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)

I ain't never spent no money tryna fuck her
Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew
Bitch, don't even ask me if this real
Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit
Heroin up my nose, relapsed, can't deal shit
And I'm still on a search for my purpose
'Cause working ain't worth it
And moving all this work got me nervous
Said, I ain't never spent no money tryna fuck her
Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew
Bitch, don't even ask me if this real
Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit
Heroin up my nose, relapsed, can't deal shit
And I'm still on a search for my purpose
'Cause working ain't worth it
And moving all this work got me nervous

Wake up wishing I ain't wake up
Fucked that hoe, we never made love
Her face, it looked just like a angel
The type you fuck with' with no makeup
Maybe our paths wasn't meant to be crossed, I accept it if I lost
Know I'm blessed with how I think, also know that that's a curse
Complexity of a God
Fuck, soon I'll be in the limelight drugged out
Thinking 'bout nothing but money
Funny how only the people below me think they above me
Lowkey fucking love me, hoping with the best intent that I die
So they can take my place, 'cause they think I'm lucky
Damn, you really think it's luck, G?
You can leave me or love me

I ain't never spent no money tryna fuck her
Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew
Bitch, don't even ask me if this real
Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit
Heroin up my nose, relapsed, can't deal shit
And I'm still on a search for my purpose
'Cause working ain't worth it
And moving all this work got me nervous
Said, I ain't never spent no money tryna fuck her
Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew
Bitch, don't even ask me if this real
Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit
Heroin up my nose, relapsed, can't deal shit
And I'm still on a search for my purpose
'Cause working ain't worth it
And moving all this work got me nervous

Said, I ain't never spent no money tryna' fuck her
Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, yeah
Bitch don't even ask me if this real
Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit
Smoke so much, pop pills, can't feel shit
Heroin up my nose, relapsed, can't deal shit
And I'm still on a search for my purpose
'Cause working ain't worth it
And moving all this work got me nervous, said