I-85

Get in my mood cut off the world a lot of shit be on my mind Bro paranoid, he call my phone, he told me come ride by I don't trust a bitch they'll sit there in your face and tell a lie Need an airport, the way I put shit on uh-huh yeah, I stay fly Tryna run game on me ain't goin' for nothin', I'm not that type of guy We gotta stick up in the car every time that we ride Doin' a hunnit on the interstate, goin' down I-85 Got drugs all in the car, we hittin the gas, ain't servin' time Antisocial, Ion really post nothin', never put folks in my bidness Same nigga say he love you, he don't wanna see you winnin I love money, it give me a better feelin' than chasin' after these women F*ck, I look like ventin I roll a blunt and that's gon' do the healin These niggas envy can't get caught slippin', I'm always on my pivot Went to college and I dropped out, just somethin' bout them benjies Jumped in the streets, but lord knows I wish that I had didn't But it's life and I take chances, and whatever that come with it Straight out the mud, I want it all, like a shovel, I'm gon' dig it I'ma go get it, f*ck who in my way, ain't kno knockin' me out my position Tryna be sober, but I love drugs, can't lie, I'm really tempted Still a mama's boy, but I changed now, I'm grown and now shit different Dad was a gangsta as a child, I can't lie, I looked up to him What he did, he never kept it from me, guess thats why I was influenced Fell in love with a bitch at a young age, yeah, I was stupid Fell in love again, goddamn, man somebody, come kill Cupid Know some real, (shh) can't say no names, just know my guys, they ruthless I love money, if I ain't have legs, a nigga still gon' chase it Rockin' designer, I'm a trendsetter, ain't nothin' bout me been basic Havin' my way with this shit, stayin' down, I'm just bein patient Got a fetish for dead niggas, talkin' bout them blue dam faces Oh, she f*ck with him? And think I'm suppose to care Say she love me, but next week, she fuckin' on somebody else Cold-hearted, I can't trust nobody but my fuckin' self Get in my mood, cut off the world, a lot of shit be on my mind Bro paranoid, he call my phone, he told me come ride by Don't trust a bitch, they'll sit, there in yo face, and tell a lie Need an airport, the way I put shit on yeah, I stay fly Tryna run game on me, ain't goin' for nothin', I'm not that type of guy Got a stick in the car, every time that we ride Do the hunnid on the interstate, goin' down I-85 Got drugs all in the car, we hittin' the gas ain't servin time Niggas hatin' they pocket watchin tried to run off in my bro crib Junebug, he mad as f*ck, he ready to slide, I know he is Told them boys stay off the internet with that shit, they gotta chill Been makin' plays like Tom Brady, gooda Gronk up in that field Real recognize real, ain't gotta tell me that you is Bro geeked up, he constantly hurtin', so he gon' throw back pills I'm constantly hurtin', but I keep goin', I don't know how to feel In love with money, bitch, I need my dollar bill