[Verse 1] [Arcani] Ain't really into all of that phony sh** My homies really my brothers the n***as that I been solely with Big shouts outs to my bro D Smoking og out swollen spliffs Look like guacamole on toast grits The oven still open I hold it and try to roll a swish All while getting head from this polish b**h The money come and go again/it's really hard to love us so they judge us Guess it's hope for them Still I benefit from the elements of my soul within Heaven sent to reek on the medicines that I cope to spend Know she probably love me off these d** But I just hope she spend Last week I let her use em up and I went broke again Lawd why I let her use them d** [Hook] sh** I was tweakin I was tweakin(3x) Yah I know I was tweakin I don't really give a f**/I shouldn't let her use me up [Verse 2] [Arcani] So I'm back to tryna hit a lick Ain't really a problem child Got problems now Plus I been outta town so it significant I got some loud or else I'm outta bounce And that's when sh** get bent I'm outta rounds So I hoping he don't lift a cent n***as get changed word to 50 cent That still my favorite rapper If he ain't stop getting rich Then I'll probably pay for chapters The struggle seem more significant when you ain't a rapper You start see where the b**hes been cuz she date a rapper And have a son by that n***a she probably name em after Divorce that n***a take the Porsche And force that n***a To pay a fee like every week or they'll enforce that n***a I hate what they just did to bro/smoking off this indigo They say he leave next week Lord knows ima miss him tho Smoking more for my n***as Now adays it's more important that I get it Then f** around with the crowd And get a mention tho You feel me Soul redemption flow I meant this tho The real me [Hook] sh** I was tweakin I was tweakin(3x) Yah I know I was tweakin I don't really give a f**/I shouldn't let her use me up