Intro]
(Ayy, Rvssian)
[Chorus]
Yeah, talk to me nice or don't talk to me twice, I been in my bag
Paranoid, I got PTSD, thirty in my mag
I came from rags to riches, I ain't tryna go back to the rags
My new lil' b*tch been tripping, I ain't really tryna be no dad
I thought you seen it in me, I'm a star
Won't switch the wrap, a ni**a switched the car
I left the Earth and ended up on Mars, that mean I'm sitting next to the stars
I thought you seen it on me, I got scars
Rather be judged by twelve than be carried by six but I still won't see no bars
I never knew tears was what it cost
[Verse 1]
I got a bad b*tch but don't need her
I got a bad b*tch but'll leave her
I hang with bakers like Anita
And I had some bad dreams 'bout the reaper
I just rock Off-White, not Adidas
I just might Off-White my tuxedo
These ni**as act, Danny DeVito
I know she a freak b*tch with the Speedo, I'm givin' her
I'm tryna run up them dividends
She lost her mind if she think I'm gon' give her some
Say she a fish in the pond, I'm a bigger one
It don't take sh*t to go get a gun
I made it out, I was just with the little one
How you an activist and you ain't did enough?
Pray to God 'bout my life then I live it up (Live it up, live it up)
[Chorus]
Yeah, talk to me nice or don't talk to me twice, I been in my bag (I been in my bag)
Paranoid, I got PTSD, thirty in my mag (Thirty in my mag)
I came from rags to riches, I ain't tryna go back to the rags (Back, back, back)
My new lil' b*tch been tripping, I ain't really tryna be no dad
I thought you seen it in me, I'm a star
Won't switch the wrap, a ni**a switched the car
I left the Earth and ended up on Mars, that mean I'm sitting next to the stars
I thought you seen it on me, I got scars
Rather be judged by twelve than be carried by six but I still won't see no bars
I never knew tears was what it cost
[Verse 2]
I hit it one time with no cutter
Switchin' b*tches like switching whips, ni**a fu*kin'
See me with another b*tch, I'm up to something
See you with the opps, we catch 'em, get to dumpin', he in the past
I put lil' bro and n'em on his ass
Cartier, thought this would be my last
Took a year, ran it up, and I did it fast
I put the losses with the wins
Introduced bosses to my friends
Introduced friends to the bosses so we all could be bosses at the end
Took the b*tch from a seven, turned her to a ten
Now the b*tch want a big bag with no glint
I knew the world was fu*ked, I fu*ked a stripper b*tch, seen the condom pop and then she grinned, damn
[Chorus]
Yeah, talk to me nice or don't talk to me twice, I been in my bag (In my bag)
Paranoid, I got PTSD, thirty in my mag
I came from rags to riches, I ain't tryna go back to the rags
My new lil' b*tch been tripping, I ain't really tryna be no dad
I thought you seen it in me, I'm a star
Won't switch the wrap, a ni**a switched the car
I left the Earth and ended up on Mars, that mean I'm sitting next to the stars
I thought you seen it on me, I got scars
Rather be judged by twelve than be carried by six but I still won't see no bars
I never knew tears was what it cost