'64

You ain't felt love from a cell, pushing drugs through the mail Picking pennys out my pockets, ain't no hugs when I fail Ain't no love from my momma, only plugs and them pills New attorney for this case and I can't even pay the bail Bitch I'm stressed out, pressed out and I ain't even close Lost my homie to the seals and I won't see him grow old Bitch, they'll let you steer the wheel but they won't tell you that it's broke Everybody got opinions, I just found a way to cope I'm riding in this '64 tinted ('64 tinted, '64 tinted) I'm riding in this '64 tinted ('64 tinted, '64 tinted) I'm riding in this '64 tinted ('64 tinted, '64 tinted) I'm riding in this '64 tinted ('64 tinted) Bitch let yo body bounce, I'm tryna up the body count Ain't never fucked a model, tryna see what all this barbie 'bout I don't need no stylist, I'm knowing I'm the finest And my bitch finer so I let her be the pilot, let her ride it I'm the one that you don't reckon with, I'm overly intelligent Quick to cut you off and leave you out, that's just my predicate I'm riding in this '64 tinted I'm riding in this '64 tinted I'm riding in this '64 tinted I'm riding in this '64 tinted ('64 tinted) I run them X's and them O's Quick to cut you off and never tell you why I'm going, Bitch And I ain't ever ask for you to come They see I'm getting money and they ain't been getting none, Bum Yea, I'm talking bout my evil twin, I guess you really evil then More like you a snake, except it actually got some feeling in it Uh, feeling in it, you ain't got feelings in you You ain't got no hardening, you pussy, I ain't dealing with you