My heart done got so cold tryna make a way (cold)You gotta keep it Rollin’That’s what they would say (Rollin’)I been searchin’ for the strengthJust livin’ day-to-day (that all)Trapper to rapper, don’t matterI’m tryin’ to make a play (let’s go)You never know how life gon’ hit youUntil you live itCan’t be talking about the shit you ’bout to do‘Til you did it (go do it)Lawyer goodNi**a might’a did it, but he got acquittedOn the court you can’t just be travellin’You know you gotta pivotDreamin’ of a speedboatSmokin’, having conversations with ni**as that need coke(?)Half of y’all never seen brokeI’ve seen my whole life flash in a minuteNightmares, scared to sleep, thought I was actually in itIt’s so confusin’, felt like I was winningJust to find out I was losin’We ain’t know no betterIf we could sell it, we gon’ move itTired of tattin’ homiesIn my mind I’m ’bout to lose itCame up with a planWe got some grams and started boomin’Tell me you love me but you hate meIt’s so confusin’Made it out and still ain’t get to liveIt’s so confusin’I gotta get a dollar just so it ain’t no confusionSmoking ’til it’s hard to breatheMy lungs prolly polluted
I know he only seventeenBut he prolly gon’ shoot itI talk about shit they never seenI know it might confuse himMy thoughts’ deeper than mostI prolly (?) across that line we gotta boom himHe ratted, seen the paperworkCan’t treat him like I knew himIt was hard to see the stars if he was sleepin’ in the sewerSmokin’ gas, car smelling like BPWalkin’ in the club, we look like 3DNo entourage, just three deepImagine taking trips, risking it all to pick a bag upYou know you goin’ to jail when they call backupI’d rather my freedom, smoking good and runnin’ these racks upChampagne spilling in the bathtubI don’t give a f**k, I get mad loveShooter told me strap upGo to war ’bout it if you have toWhy you got the answers, we ain’t ask youBefore I ever had a co-defendant I would tax youWhen you in the field you could get tackledShit forever like a (?)It’s so confusin’, felt like I was winningJust to find out I was losin’We ain’t know no betterIf we could sell it, we gon’ move itTired of tattin’ homiesIn my mind I’m ’bout to lose itCame up with a planWe got some grams and started boomin’Tell me you love me but you hate meIt’s so confusin’Made it out and still ain’t get to liveIt’s so confusin’I gotta get a dollar just so it ain’t no confusion