作词 : Chris Barnes
作曲 : Chris Barnes
Think you problem solver, well then ****ing roll the dice, uh
Feelin' pretty pent up when I'm swervin' through the night, uh
Got a million bitches and they tryna hit my line
And I really wanna hit 'em, I ain't got no ****in' time
Yeah, these stupid pussy bitches finna switch up on a dime
Whether cash, whether women, they all ****in' lose they mind
I just want some loyal brothers, makin' money, tryna grind, but
Y'all just wanna talk, man, that shit's so hard to find
Ah, keep playin' pretend, bitch
I don't give a **** what you want
I don't give a **** who you need
I don't give a **** if you like who you think I am
I don't give a **** if you like this
****in' drop what I want
They want that hype shit, when you hear this you upset, uh
This ain't a party track you gon' play out with your friends
Yeah, I got some ****in' problems, we're all ****ed in the end
When they ****in' want me happy, I ain't ****in' play pretend
Couple things I regret
Got some rope burn on my neck
They all ****in' with me now
They ain't ****in' with me then
Every day, I'm in pain
****in' want this shit to end
Every day that I wake
I'm in ****in' pain again