[Verse 1] [Arcani]
Ain't really into all of that phony sh**
My homies really my brothers the n***as that I been solely with
Big shouts outs to my bro D
Smoking og out swollen spliffs
Look like guacamole on toast grits
The oven still open I hold it and try to roll a swish
All while getting head from this polish b**h
The money come and go again/it's really hard to love us so they judge us
Guess it's hope for them
Still I benefit from the elements of my soul within
Heaven sent to reek on the medicines that I cope to spend
Know she probably love me off these d**
But I just hope she spend
Last week I let her use em up and I went broke again
Lawd why I let her use them d**
[Hook]
sh** I was tweakin
I was tweakin(3x)
Yah I know I was tweakin
I don't really give a f**/I shouldn't let her use me up
[Verse 2] [Arcani]
So I'm back to tryna hit a lick
Ain't really a problem child
Got problems now
Plus I been outta town so it significant
I got some loud or else I'm outta bounce
And that's when sh** get bent
I'm outta rounds
So I hoping he don't lift a cent
n***as get changed word to 50 cent
That still my favorite rapper
If he ain't stop getting rich
Then I'll probably pay for chapters
The struggle seem more significant when you ain't a rapper
You start see where the b**hes been cuz she date a rapper
And have a son by that n***a she probably name em after
Divorce that n***a take the Porsche
And force that n***a
To pay a fee like every week or they'll enforce that n***a
I hate what they just did to bro/smoking off this indigo
They say he leave next week
Lord knows ima miss him tho
Smoking more for my n***as
Now adays it's more important that I get it
Then f** around with the crowd
And get a mention tho
You feel me
Soul redemption flow
I meant this tho
The real me
[Hook]
sh** I was tweakin
I was tweakin(3x)
Yah I know I was tweakin
I don't really give a f**/I shouldn't let her use me up