Its Dark & Hell Is Hot

(Woah, ok) Ash done fell on my jeans, cozy rick stay on my person, woah (Woah) (Check it) Ash done fell on my jeans, got some cozy rick it stay on my person Bound to pop the cleanest, steppin' on necks i'd assume that it's hurtin' Money callin' my phone, i'm tryna take you home, baby is we flirtin' It don't mean a damn thing, I could live without it but i'm busy workin' This ain't really my scene, tower views over Lakeshore it's perfect Baby why you causin' scenes up in Ruth Chris, what the f*ck is the purpose I been havin' weird dreams, it's the end of times and about that i'm certain First I take the red key, start to cut deep in traffic like a surgeon Pretty pretty please I need more Str8's Trackhawk jeep, I take it over the Wraith Trust in Jesus and I stack my pape' Always make sure keep my head on straight Tryna play me like "Boo Boo the Fool" Honestly I recommend "try less" Niggas lame and they got nothin' to do, one uppin' keep my eyes on the stats I was never born to fold under pressure, 'cause pressure get you diamonds on yo' chest One for all I do it for my posse, I am able to adapt under stress Make motion with no type of discretion, say i'm cappin' that's a hell of a stretch Trust keep that shit locked in a box, you broke the key and stranded me in yo' mess (Yeah) Make it make sense lil baby, walkin' out the bank like Payday I be outside, turnin' shit up, we ain't goin down no mayday Do you understand, comprende Duckin' crazy hoes like Daedae Do it for my patnas, my people, my folks, yeah I do this for my gente And the way I move, excelente I'm so 'bout my cash, I don't need to speak, I walk in this bitch and they pay me