I'm in my bag, bitch, I ain't going out sad They say you live and you learn, well bitch, you lose and I laugh I got your bitch in my lap and she be calling me dad Why the fuck she calling me that? now she be broke with no man's I do not need no advance, labels try fucking my (ayo pause) Don't need that, you don't own me like that I do my shit on my own, still got no soul in my flesh But at least my white fazos still got that shine like crest So when I walk in the dark they really light my step Don't know why I feel low when I stay high like jets At least I see everything here, I got 3 eyes I guess Nah I ain't lose my mind but I think mine is my mess Need to be left alone, think it's best you go Catch my breath, you know? Get some rest, you know? But I know I won't, I need some more of those Tryin' to lift me up, hope I don't overdose Really turnin' into an addict Getting higher than I imagined I ever thought that I would back then I'm just wondering how it happened I'm in my bag, bitch, I ain't going out sad They say you live and you learn, well bitch, you lose and I laugh I got your bitch in my lap and she be calling me dad Why the fuck she calling me that? now she be broke with no man's I do not need no advance, labels try fucking my (ayo pause) Don't need that, you don't own me like that I do my shit on my own, still got no soul in my flesh But at least my white fazos still got that shine like crest Like, I got nothing left to give, now I'm selfish then a bitch You made hell for me for real, yeah, that's some damage you can't fix You don't even recognize me from that shit that you done did Turned me into a different man, not even me knows who that is At least I open up my Mac while feeling numb and make some hits Mama told me to forgive but what I won't do is forget Got enough ice in my heart that Johny dang would take a shit How are you a fan of me? I'm not a fan of how I live Really turnin' into an addict Getting higher than I imagined I ever thought that I would back then I'm just wondering how it happened I'm in my bag, bitch, I ain't going out sad They say you live and you learn, well bitch, you lose and I laugh I got your bitch in my lap and she be calling me dad Why the fuck she calling me that? now she be broke with no man's I do not need no advance, labels try fucking my (ayo pause) Don't need that, you don't own me like that I do my shit on my own, still got no soul in my flesh But at least my white fazos still got that shine like crest