And it's not my fault, you feel like I let you down
Can't see it all, I kinda regret it now
I'm [?] back but, I'm doing better now
Yeah I'm doing better now
Yeah I'm doing better now
21 days, you f*ck with us you get chopped right down
Yeah, I'm in a haze, get in my way imma knock you down
Yeah, stuck in a maze, it feels like I'm constantly running rounds
If you mess around, you getting knocked if you mess around
I feel like Roddy I come in a box,
I'm making my way to the tippity top
And if you know me I'm never gonna stop
Mess with my brothers you know it gon' pop, mmh
Pop mmh, I got some music to drop mmh
Money I count up alot mmh
Im making my way to the top mmh
Gucci, Prada, Fendy and Dior in New York
Bad Bitch Mamacita she feinding for more
I'm in new jersey, i'm working i'm tired
No percs but I lied, and she flirt but i'm fried
Quick flight to L.A
And my crib got a Lake
And my hands on her waist
Ohh, why can't I just stay?
But I moved on
Gotta write a new song
I'll get to that crib later but for now I gotta work,
For now I gotta work
And it's not my fault, you feel like I let you down
Can't see it all, I kinda regret it now
I'm [?] back but, I'm doing better now
Yeah I'm doing better now
Yeah I'm doing better now
21 days, you f*ck with us you get chopped right down
Yeah, I'm in a haze, get in my way imma knock you down
Yeah, stuck in a maze, it feels like I'm constantly running rounds
If you mess around, you getting knocked if you mess around
I feel like Roddy I come in a box,
I'm making my way to the tippity top
And if you know me I'm never gonna stop
Mess with my brothers you know it gon' pop, mmh
Pop mmh, I got some music to drop mmh
Money I count up alot mmh
Im making my way to the top mmh