[Pouya]
Yuh, yuh, yuh
I got no gas in the whip
No cash in my wallet
No one on my dick
No missed call from your b**h
What’s going on with me I used to be the man
Nobody’s pulling up to my show no more
They sick and tired of the same old
But I spit that flame though
You know my name hoe
Suicidal you know how that thing go
I used to ride around and bang it in my four door
Couldn’t step outside without somebody asking me for photos
Now it seems that nobody know me
I haven’t heard a word from none my homies
My b**h left me I’m lonely
Somebody set me up
Tried to wet me up
Bullets in the windshield of my Acura
Luckily they wasn’t accurate
I wish they took my life
21 was from a 41
Ain’t right I hate my kids
Hate my wife
What to do
Where to go
My Soundcloud don’t play no more
I got to get it on the low
I hope they don’t knock on my door
What to do
Where to go
My Soundcloud don’t play no more
I hope they don’t knock on my door
[Chorus]
The bills due and the walls got some mildew
I been looking at this bottle wondering what these pills do
My dog died in the hallway
I been looking at the ceiling crying all day
My life s**s
My job s**s
My kids s**s
My b**h s**s
Haven’t even got my dick s**ed
I’m running, running, running out of luck
I’m gunning, gunning, gunning for them bucks
I used to be a veteran
Now I’m feeling like a rookie
My b**h don’t give her cookie
Imma have to call a hooker
Get the quarters out the Acura and pay this hoe
I’ve been saving up my change for a rainy day
I should’ve listened to them things my mama had to say
I put myself in this predicament
My life is nothing man I wish that I could finish it
I’m working for a man that’s working for a man who’s working for a middle men
Get me out of here
Sick of shedding tears
I thought I was bout to be a millionaire
But now I’m struggling mugging these motherf**ers with a 44′
Do I have to mention I’m desperate
Might just pond this Double S necklace
I can’t deal with all this pressure
What to do with all of these records
Trying to rebuild an empire can’t even put myself together
[Chorus]
The bills due and the walls got some mildew
I been looking at this bottle wondering what these pills do
My dog died in the hallway
I been looking at the ceiling crying all day
My life s**s
My job s**s
My kids s**s
My b**h s**s
Haven’t even got my dick s**ed
I’m running, running, running out of luck
I’m gunning, gunning, gunning for them bucks