Way Back

Say what you want to me Say what you want to say Can't put down the bottle Even though it's gon' be okay, uh Drugs turned me to a fiend Keep up my cup, dirty need chlorine In a track-hawk and I'm goin' top speed Runnin' it up till the tank on E Shawty been said, "that she fuckin' with me" Thought I said, "keep it a buck with me" Now you done ran out of luck with me Now I can't give you no love for free, damn I ain't even gon' trip on the way to the money So I had to dip, I'm crushin' these tracks, yeah I'm stackin' my chips, keep a glock like its a ray on my hip Send that boy to the sky, way high like a blimp Know I got racks, when I walk with a limp Thought it was sweet, turned that bitch to a simp They know I get fly, they know that I'm him If you committing treason, we cutting some limbs In a Maybach, while I'm talking to Grim I been livin' my life cause this shit can get slim Cant go out sad, no I'm not, one of them If you committing treason, we cutting some limbs In a Maybach, while I'm talking to Grim I been livin' my life cause this shit can get slim Cant go out sad, no I'm not, one of them Say what you want to me Say what you want to say Say what you want to me Say what you want to say She gon' say what she want from me But I already know she want She want money That's something that they don't get Yeah, I'm having my way I'm having some fun, uh yeah Ain't come here to play She wanna be mine, I'm like, umm no She wanna hop in a coupe She wanna hop in a wraith She gon' throw that shit back She gon' shake a lil' cake I'mma count up my dough I'm a role up a j I'mma geek up so high Started fading away Started fading away Started fading away Say what you want to me Say what you want to say Can't put down the bottle Even though it's gon' be okay, uh Drugs turned me to a fiend Keep up my cup, dirty need chlorine In a track-hawk and I'm goin' top speed Runnin' it up till the tank on E Shawty been said, "that she fuckin' with me" Thought I said, "keep it a buck with me" Now you done ran out of luck with me Now I can't give you no love for free, damn I ain't even gon' trip on the way to the money So I had to dip, I'm crushin' these tracks, yeah I'm stackin' my chips, keep a Glock like its a ray on my hip Send that boy to the sky, way high like a blimp Know I got racks, when I walk with a limp Thought it was sweet, turned that bitch to a simp They know I get fly, they know that I'm him