Yeah, just got a call from my mom, tellin' me what the lawyer was sayin', about the lawsuit I thought they had it, they had it down, yeah I just bought a new six, baby Fleshed all of my ills, pissed on my wrist, baby This all dis-mutilated, everything decapitated DR, new relations, this gotta be brand-related Ain't no sellin' now, ain't no tradin' So you gotta be game-related Pop stylin' this shit, my Chantards incarcerated Rockstar, this shit a street star, I stay acquainted Pop stylin' this shit, how you get a high maintenance one? How you gon' take my love and give it away like it ain't next to you? How you gon' judge my drugs, I take what I never did off of Hawaiian surfy on the dick, one to the PJ I can just imagine the pain on bankroll, PJ Murder, murder broad day, I got tears, I can't let them out I can't take it, I can't take it, no more, my spare's out I'm good on deposits, but I gotta have a stash house I see you bein' greedy and I gotta work my ass off I cheap on gas, house, until I pass out Rollin' in a Phantom, came with an umbrella Survived the trenches of thunder the day I walked through it Hurricane Pluto, I'm a trip out through How related is it, I can't control, destroy me If I'm goin' too deep for you, baby, pardon me I'm tryin' to treat this shit just like a party I'ma feel weak if I tell you sorry Gotta be a genius, gotta be a scrutinarii Gotta plant seeds, nigga, like a florist I'm future hedges, but I'm not a guitarist I could be starving, unfortunate Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me Could it be my ex playin' tricks on me? Someone is jealous, playin' tricks on me Big clout, shit, baby, I just bought a new pizza, baby Baller came with the elevator, greet my guests, baby Ipad, high maintenance, everything's unordinary Drapes and strawberries, nothing's contemporary Rockstar, I need shit like a five-star, I need shit, yeah Try to forget the way they hit the bank, bro, freshman It's gettin' hotter Seen the sun at my lil' boy's birthday party, it was hotter The streets of the A.T.L. don't respect numbers, I touch it Gotta look the other way, could be the other way Hit y'all mice and y'all elves and I'll ride that I done popped two Xans and I been sleepin' all day Let's go, let's go I'm an ADG that can't control, don't scrub me Everything too deep for you, my nigga, pardon me I'm future hedges, but I'm not a guitarist I could be starving, unfortunate Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me Maybe my mind playin' tricks on me Could it be my ex playin' tricks on me? Someone is jealous, playin' tricks on me Pigs talk shit, baby, I just bought a new piece, baby Baller came with the elevator, greet my guest, baby Ipad, high maintenance, everything's unordinary Drapes and strawberries, nothing's contemporary Someone is jealous, I know, I know I could be starving, unfortunate Let's go, let's go I'm future hedges, but I'm not a guitarist I'm future hedges, but I'm not a guitarist