I need that room on the retail to dance with the hoses, ayy I'ma get my head clouded, don't wanna have a memory, ayy Put away your problems, I don't sell drugs, I cop off I be livin' life all wrong, I ain't livin' right, I ain't livin' right, yeah I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right, oh I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right, yeah I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right, oh, oh I ain't livin' right, no, we from different sides I didn't sacrifice, then they made me a mastermind I didn't switch, now you been the cool guy, frog guy We got rich, hey, and I still got more time Never sober, I always be high, I'll be most likely back in the night Ain't no question my niggas gon' ride, you a bitch, you throw rocks and go high I just miss us some rocks and some racks, cause we one that was hard to decide Hit my knees and I talk to the God, got a new map and see that my son In that P-H, me and my niggas, we all right On that P-J-E-7, codeine on a long flight Them opps got a name on they 4419 To get my rookies raised, no young guns, I ain't livin' right And they put away my problem I don't sell drugs, I cop on I be livin' life all wrong I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right Yeah, I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right, oh I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right Yeah, I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right, oh 4G auto spinnin', they look like my diamonds Bitch, my Glock got a twin, nigga, that's two times I'm on two parts again, somethin' don't feel right But this shit real right, this shit real right, uh This that pure white crack, your ma need that, uh Lord knows she needed them nickel blows to function, uh This that new made bag, I'ma speed in it, uh Roll some tree in it, uh, fuck a freak in it, uh I'ma do me in it, uh, timid, uh All these niggas timid, uh, all these niggas pussy, uh Codeine in my sippy cup, I chug it, don't sip a lot Your bitch on my dick a lot, I guess that's not your bitch Uh, funny, laughin' to the bank and it's funny, uh Perky in my brain, I'm a junkie, uh Not a dummy, a lot of cash I'm a dummy, I'm a spaz Chop a Leo S and a quick pass Every day I dash to the quick cash I get that, got no money up, I can't rest that Desert Eagle, I shoot, knock my wrist back And they put away my problems I don't sell drugs, I cop on I be livin' life all wrong I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right, yeah I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right, oh I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right, yeah I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right, oh Tryna put away my problems I got drugs, get a cop I be livin' life wrong, yeah I ain't livin' right, uh, I ain't livin' right, yeah