(I'm working on dying) Ayy, ayy, ayy Me, you in a straight, that sound like a love story Stress you out, didn't mean to Taught you never leave the sunroof open and make it see-through Taught you when they proud they still gon' hate no matter what we do Taught you all off rappin' money really grow on trees too I know it's all my fault, please, but you know how much I need you All that playin' with my heart in the mix with niggas wanna be like me too Ayy, ayy, ayy She like all my throwaways and ask when I release Make a hoe my protégé but pretty girl can't get geeked I'm in the bity, can't get no sleep, ayy Boy, how you fat? You don't even eat Bitch, I'm scared, have you seen me high? You would use that shit to get under me and learn enough to lie Got some bonds with bitches stuck with me, they knowin' I ain't even lie You'll fuck off, make lean excuse Colors 'gon show 'em and you bleedin' the proof You don't even miss me, I'm just that lit Heart so pure, how you get that sick? You the one that taught me love me more and buy another bitch When it rain, Tune, it really pour and I'ma make it mix In my veins, Faygo in my pores, Roxy 106 Not in vain but I need the Lord, walk me through gettin' rich Aye, aye, she'll fuck off, make lean excuse She saw me on TV with the juice, aye, aye Me, you, in a straight, that sound like a love story Stress you out, didn't mean to Taught you never leave the sunroof open and make it see-through You a superstar, they gotta pay whenever they see you Taught you all off rappin' money really grow on trees too Me, you, in a straight, that sound like a love story Stress you out, didn't mean to Taught you never leave the sunroof open and make it see-through Taught you when they proud they still gon' hate no matter what we do Taught you all off rappin' money really grow on trees too I know it's all my fault, please, but you know how much I need you All that playin' with my heart in the mix with niggas wanna be like me too Aye, aye

You're feeling tired I know three is a crowd But if I bring along a friend it'll be fine for now Man I can't help it I'm just always in the middle Read the bible in the evening hang with demons on the weekend After you, I don't know what I believe in After you, hell should be easy After you, I don't know what I believe in After you, hell should be easier (Gotta, gotta, gotta get out if you wanna get it) Follow down to the red bouncing ball As you bounce round the galaxy came back to us all A little bit of nerve and the outer space Is it's gotta destroy before it creates After you, I don't know what I believe in After you, hell should be easy After you, I don't know what I believe in After you, hell will be easier I'm the golden baby born into the center Mother was a gun and I put nature to the beggars Always talking but the kids never listen They die in the evening become demons for the weekend After you, I don't know what I believe in After you, hell should be easy After you, I don't know what I believe in After you, hell will be easier Tides that take the sand I'm atomic man, I'm the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand I'm atomic man, I'm the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand I'm atomic man, I'm the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand I'm atomic man, I'm the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand I'm atomic man, I'm the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand I'm atomic man, I'm the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand