[Verse 1:]
You ever cried on instrumentals?
Dying from living simple
Tryna ride in a Benzo
But them ends low
And all them promises you made
Are getting thin and close to broken
You more in pain than windows
Feel that wind blow
[Hook:]
I'm finna go insane
I'm finna go insane
With no gold chains
All I feel are these chains
Loose change in my pocket
Let that noose hang n***a
I'm a slave to this dream of mine
Feel like a slave to this dream of mine
New kicks, new whips
Two chicks who act rude
Skinny black dude
Snap backs, tattoos
Brand new?
That sh** is getting old pimping
That sh** is getting old playa
That sh** is getting old homie
But what's worse than having no paper?
I don't know...
Said I don't know...
[Verse 2:]
You ever lied about your progress?
Told them that you'd be on next
Couldn't pay your bills, but was steady tryna pay homage
Living on peanut bu*ter and jelly
sh** I was starving
If it hadn't been for Desi
I would have been damn near homeless
And homies in the street ask, you bringing that crown home yet?
Damn, you a rapper? You don't own techs?
Homie is you faking?
You went and got a college education
What you saying?
And now you slanging tapes on the pavement?
Who you playing n***a?
Yeah who you playing n***a?
See all you care about is
New kicks, new whips
Two chicks who act rude
Skinny black dude
Snap backs, man
[Hook]
I don't know...
I don't know...
[Verse 3:]
I told them I'd be back for it
I told them I'd be back for it
Like that sh** was crack
And I got this itch I can't scratch for it
Lotto tickets we scratch for it
Dreaming about that imported
'Stead of getting impounding
Liquor sip ‘til we just drowning
In the mall n***a I spent thousands
On a motherf**ing
New chain, new watch
Don't ask how much my shoes cost
Thought I'd find myself
But now I'm too lost
[Hook]