Unattached

Keep trying to love you, but you won't give me your love back, what the f*ck is that Once you finally get a thug unattached, it ain't no coming back Open a bottle, get some woods, I need a blunt to ash I'm a star and these niggas wish, go do some jumping jacks Beat the beat, I chop it down like I'm a lumberjack Can't go tweet for tweet or back and forth with clowns, been done with that Beat a nigga ass in the first round, I don't need my gun for that He saying he want smoke with me, you know you dumb for that Cause they know nine times up out of the ten, I got my gun attached Step back and I dunk his ass for free, it ain't no fun in that Uh, niggas off, they trying to see where the beat running at I'm a boss, I'm trying to be up where the sun is at Where that money at? Do the dash to it like I'm a running back I'm running fast like I'm the flash, when I see cash, I'm on it's ass My only task is get a bag, they getting mad, I press the gas If you ain't first, you gon' be last How you say I'm green when you the one putting on a mask How I'm supposed to relax when I got folks stabbing my back You should know I'm at my max when you do something and I don't react I do a coin flip to see if I really wanna keep living I swear I'd throw the money away if it really wasn't worth giving You could be in a better place, but what you think is worse isn't When they put my folks in the grave, it made me switch my intentions Uh, it scarred my heart, on top it made some indentions From the start, I never blamed nobody for my decisions I be ducked off in the cut like I'm gon' make an incision She been showing off her butt, I know she want me to hit it (And I'm gon' hit it too) Why can't I get to you? The words I say ain't getting through I won't say I been missing you, but I been missing you Boo hoo But anywho, I'm on the road to many blues You gotta be on a stool if you the one that I choose to include And you must be a fool if you don't think I see what you gon' pull I done helped everybody else, can't help myself, my arms is full Having money cool, but I wouldn't describe wealth like cars and jewels Keep trying to love you, but you won't give me your love back What the f*ck is that Once you finally get a thug unattached, it ain't no coming back Open a bottle, get some woods, I need a blunt to ash I'm a star in these niggas' wish, go do some jumping jacks Beat the beat, I chop it down like I'm a lumberjack Can't go tweet for tweet or back and forth with clowns, been done with that Beat a nigga ass in the first round, I don't need my gun for that He saying he want smoke with me, you know you done for that GlxK