intro.

Yeah, sippin' too much Henny in my fuckin cup Yeah, my momma said she miss me I still show her love Wrong path, right path, am I fucking up? I just drown those type of thoughts with these fuckin drugs Yeah, I'm friendly with the plug, that's the type I am Yeah, I know he'd step my back, but I'm still watchin' him Noah told me never trust the plug, but only trust your friends I only trust my fuckin' brothers, and that's Trey and him Ayy, trust is not a option when you playin' in this game You sellin' all your friends for less than fortune, you want fame I'm a lyricist, you never hearin' this"Fortune" doin' shows across the world, nobody clearin' this Yeah, shawty talk bout hoco But lately I've been thinkin' bout these drugs movin' me slowmo She told me that she love me, I lost love just on the down low Rolling good weed with my motherfuckin Rillos Uh, uh, uh, baby, come on Of this shit, yeah, it got me movin' slow-mo Nigga, come and stop and shop, got this shit for the low Any flavor that you want, just hit my line, just let me know I flip them packs left and right, you can ask them boys, they'll let you know Don't think shit's sweet, I'll blow this hoe, so don't mistake me for no hoe 227, bitch, I'm cold, just watch them young n, we gon' blow Mama say you can't live like that, but this a life a n chose I got this shit straight out the mud, nobody ever put me on Don't call my phone, just leave me alone