Now I'm feelin' guilty for it Didn't wanna leave I got caught up in the forest Hangin' with the trees Realized I'm less important Than I thought I'd be I'm not tellin' you for any certain reason, but Now I'm feelin' guilty for it I didn't wanna leave (No) I got caught up in the forest Hangin' with the trees (Yeah, yeah) Realized I'm less important (Oh, yeah) Than I thought I'd be, yeah I'm not tellin' you for any certain reasons, but I just want your empathy Our lives keep on gettin' shorter Losin' opportunity There might be some other ways of lookin' at it, but That's just what I see I been gettin' over myself Thinkin' about what you need Then I realised that neither of us matter What's reality? (Yeah) You are stuck with me, so I guess I'll be stickin' with– You are stuck with me, so I guess I'll be stickin' with you (You) Couldn't be more different than me So each time we agree I feel fulfilled You always end up stickin' to me Somehow, somehow You are stuck with me, so I guess I'll be stickin' with You are stuck with me, so I guess I'll be stickin' with You are stuck with me, so I guess I'll be stickin' with You are stuck with me, so I guess I'll be stickin' with You are stuck with me, so I guess I'll be stickin' with You are stuck with me, so I guess I'll be stickin' with You are stuck with me, so I guess I'll be stickin' with You are stuck with me, so I guess I'll be stickin' with You are stuck with me, so I guess I'll be stickin' with You are stuck with me So I–

I'm not part of your elite, I'm just alright Class structures, waving colors, bleeding from my throat I'm not subservient to you, I'm just alright Down classed by the powers that be, give me loss of hope Cast out, buried in a hole Struck down, forcing me to fall Destroyed, giving up the fight Well, I know I'm not alright What's my price, and will you pay it if it's alright? Take it from my dignity and waste it 'til it's dead Throw me back into the gutter, 'cause it's alright Find another pleasure fucker, drag 'em down to Hell Cast out, buried in a hole Struck down, forcing me to fall Destroyed, giving up the fight Well, I know I'm not alright One, two, three, four! Cast out, buried in a hole Struck down, forcing me to fall Destroyed, giving up the fight Well, I know I'm not alright

For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, 'cause he stuck with me I got a little feeling that you're good for me Never take a stand but you stood for me I could build a team if you want to Meet you in the city if you want to I like your vision, I can see through You be the lock I put my key through I got an angel on my shoulder But the devil keep me colder I'm a trainwreck I'm a carcrash But you're shotgun Get an air bag, get an ice pack for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, I can feel it I'm a trainwreck I'm a carcrash But you're shotgun Get an air bag, get an ice pack for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, I can feel it For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, 'cause he stuck with me For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, 'cause he stuck with me Don't take me for granted, you might miss More than just the diamonds I am [?] Play me like a [?] if you want to We could have a blast if you want to [?] that a no look Don't need a prince [?] I need a minute to ask you Will this be forever [?] I'm a trainwreck I'm a carcrash But you're shotgun Get an air bag, get an ice pack for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, I can feel it I'm a trainwreck I'm a carcrash But you're shotgun Get an air bag, get an ice pack for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, I can feel it For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, 'cause he stuck with me For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, 'cause he stuck with me Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na 'Cause he stuck 'Cause he stuck, 'Cause he stuck with me Damage, [?] We gon' be alright, we'll be baby right through I promise, it's true Know I'm gonna stab me if I want to I'm a trainwreck I'm a carcrash But you're shotgun Get an air bag, get an ice pack for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, I can feel it I'm a trainwreck I'm a carcrash But you're shotgun Get an air bag, get an ice pack for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, stuck with me For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, 'cause he stuck with me (stuck with me) For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend For the weekend, for the weekend 'Cause he stuck with me, 'cause he stuck with me

(Yeah) Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) Flooded watch, drop top (Skrrt) Fuck 12, fuck the opps (Okay) Wrist broke (Whip, whip) in the pot Selling rocks (Okay), on the block (Okay) Put up guap, sending shots At your top (Okay), fuck you thought? (Okay) Fucking thots, watch 'em flock Off-white seats (Okay), Off-white socks (Okay) 1800 for a pair of jeans, that's okay I got money, I give all my shooters good pay Headshot with a infrared beam from far away Long as it don't come back to me, I think it's okay Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) We the wrong niggas to run to, put cake in a funnel Lil' bitch fuck for the bundle Put a Glock in the console, yeah Why the bitch wanna say my name on the gram? Ho, relax (Ho, relax) I beat my gun case Three, four times, can't hold me back (Rrra) And you can never hang around if you owe me racks (If you owe me racks) And I'm not talkin' about navigation I'm with NAV (And I'm with NAV) And I was hangin' in Chiraq, dope on the ave (Gang) And if you sliding with them killers, grab that mask (Turn up) And she be driving on the road, coke in her ass (Yeah) And that first time robbing the plug We ain't coming, no cash (Yeah) Trackhawk 2018, do the dash (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Ain't give no money so he try to put me on blast, yeah Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay)

Ah-ah-ah, hey Run that back, Turbo You niggas bogus, I see the imposers I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question I got a bitch like Keisha off of Belly Police got dogs and they can't even smell me Keep me a cup, I got a lean belly 20s on me, I call 'em green relish Balmain my jeans, if not, they embellished Too many vibes, they think I'm R. Kelly PH in the sky, we got 'em already PJ in the sky and I don't wanna land it Creepin' at night, the VLONE bandit I prayed to the sky and none of this was handed Worked all my life and now I understand it Crawled up like a mouse, but I could never tell it I got the sweetest sauce like jelly Try disrespect me, you all get beheaded I got the drip, they call me Dripavelli I held him down, that nigga was my celly Fuck you fuck niggas, never made me heartless Thank God, came and got me, used to shop at Target They cut out the coupe before we hit the market We don't pack our bags 'cause we gon' shop regardless Backend, I'm back in, paid up for the party I done came a long way from openin' up for Carti Shades and my bracelets Cartier Carti Police's cases, all that we avoidin' The lean in my cup gettin' more and more muddy I shown all my love, I've never been a bully Got every color VLONE hoody Just jumped in the game and still I ain't no rookie I got this sauce, cream and puddin' I came with the drip, got everybody lookin' Cherish your blessings, easily could be tooken Send a front in, it's easy to get a book in You niggas bogus, I see the imposers I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question Yeah, cash all my backends, I bought me a Patek Addicted to cabbage, the money relax me My mom and them happy, I bought them a mansion I still rock the fitted, but I don't be cappin' (skrrt) These camouflage denim like I just went campin' They still can't believe that I made it, they happy I been gettin' money before I was rappin' I'm ridin' in the Wraith like I play with the actors No pleadin', arraignment, ain't takin' no charges My young nigga's solid, I know that he got me He keep his mouth closed, I'ma buy him a foreign Penthouse, hotel suite whenever we're tourin' How foreign my tint is, I still rock the Jordan Packin' out shows, love my fans, they important And I'm still in the trap, in the hood like a motor Spend thousands on fragrance, she fuckin' my odor I just started rappin', I made me some millions Man, shout out Atlanta, I'm runnin' my city These bracelets came healthy, they cost me a 50 I leveled it up, I've been handlin' business Gettin' 20 a night, every day, different city I just keep puttin' this syrup in my kidneys This the big one, boy, this not the Jubilee (Jubilee) I got Gunna with me, rockin' VLONE, Supreme (yeah, yeah) You niggas bogus, I see the imposers I used to sell yola, trap on Motorolla Spittin' these vocals, labels think I wrote it Slippery wet paints, the coupes are candy-coated Just left the bank, I need a bag to hold this The streets like a farm 'cause all we ride is horses Let my face tell it, we done made a fortune I'm ridin' with my dawg and he ain't gotta question (uh)