And i dont wanna take this too personal fine then
Shawty say that this the perfect thing wrong timing
And we all gone live forever yeah like the mayans
Getting lost dont know what to say so im still typing

And i dont wanna take the dirt off my shoes
This a mud war put the money up so we could never lose
I been outside all day yeah bitch hanging with my crew
And one aint enough so we brought them in by two

Yeah the diamonds storming like a typhoon
Niggas try do anything change they ways just to make em like you
With this jacket on my back black bad
Got me feeling like im michael
And im drinking while im driving
So im sorry if i sent you a typo
Aint nothing promised but it might go
Lsd im fuckin with the lights on

And i dont wanna tell you that im sorry, im sorry
I was going through a lot when i dropped that natari
Every time i record a song i be seeing guitars
And they having trouble holding down
But bitch that aint my problem
And i swear i been getting tiffany
And i put that shit on my mama
No love but it dont mean shit to me
We gone stack a whole lot of commas
Real one feeling like you a gift to me
Gotta put it in with no condom
Turn it up so we feeling all the heat
So we start to say its a sauna

Rain back to back its the same thang
Gotta stack it up and maintain
Looking for the top like a hawkseye
Talking real big get hogtied
Been through a lot hella scars but im alright
When i take these drugs every time its a long night

And i dont wanna take the light out
Its a dark shade when its bright out
Gotta hop on the cruiser hit the top speed
Burning all the miles
For some odd reason
You feeling like someone i might know
Got a crown on the top of my head
Feeling like a rhino

And i dont wanna take this too personal fine then
Shawty say that this the perfect thing wrong timing
And we all gone live forever yeah like the mayans
Getting lost dont know what to say so im still typing

Hey
And i dont wanna take the dirt off my shoes
This a mud war put the money up so we could never lose
I been outside all day yeah bitch hanging with my crew
And one aint enough so we brought them in by two

Yeah the diamonds storming like a typhoon
Niggas try do anything change their ways just to make em like you
With this jacket on my back black bad
Got me feeling like im michael
And im drinking while im driving
So im sorry if i sent you a typo
Aint nothing promised but it might go
Lsd im fuckin with the lights on