Fredo Santana - I'm Going lyrics

[Hook] I'm going wherever this cup's gonna take me I hope it's some place good where the weather is amazing I'm going wherever this plane's gonna fly me I don't care where I'm going, just as long as I'm gone, with some tree, window seat do you know what I'm sayin [Verse 1 – Fredo Santana] I'm going so far away, where nobody can see me I been going so hard, I need to take it easy Xanax after Xanax, I think I need some more lean While the b**h tryna have s**, but I already fell asleep All these d**, all these girls, all these guns up in this b**h I feel like the man up in this b**h Any n***a disrespecting, he be laying in this b**h Got a couple k**ers get to spraying in this b**h All this fame bringing fake friends All I see is enemies Think I'm falling off the edge Wishing someone'd catch me I'm going to Texas, to find lean I'm going so far away Where no one can find me [Hook] I'm going wherever this cup's gonna take me I hope it's some place good where the weather is amazing I'm going wherever this plane's gonna fly me I don't care where I'm going, just as long as I'm gone, with some tree, window seat do you know what I'm sayin [Verse 2 – Ben West] Ay, I don't know what I'm saying Balmain, yeah you know what I'm paying, yeah you know what I'm paying Ay, you should see the crib that I stay in You should see the bed that I lay in, the bed that I lay in Balling I didn't know I was playing, balling I didn't know I was playing Let alone I was scoring, said I pull up at 11 f** it's like four in the morning Pour a four of the [?] You know what I'm saying cause you acting bitter Every time you talking sh** your nose is getting bigger When I hopped off of my plane I felt like Lynyrd Skynyrd When I hopped off of my plane I felt like Lynyrd Skynyrd I'm sipping H-Town like I'm James Harden If you see me in New York I'm headed to the Garden Martinis with the olives, you're at Olive Garden I don't ever use a key when my car started Fredo got a burner and I got a poker I mixed something up with something, I hate being sober I ain't never looking back, I got acne on my back All black from the strap do you know what I'm saying