Uh-huh Why this bitch always wasting my time? Everyday, that nigga on the grind She got me mad, so I'm blocking her line Oh, when we be at home, I hit it from behind She be like: "Chill, you 'bout to break my spine" You be fucking, but I know that bitch not mine She tryna say that she mine She tryna fuck on my mind PTSD, my head already fucked up Everyday I gotta walk with my .9 All of this pain I go through, I don't got no one to run to I'ma catch one, show 'em what my gun do I don't show love, so don't ask if I love you They tryna tell me he tote on a ladder G3 with me, this shit shoot faster (Bow) All of this shit got me fucked up I had to say it again Free PJ, Free CJ, Free Bdot They come taking all of my friends Fuck being signed, I wanna go back to time We was just posted up, stuck in the trenches We had to dummy and dime Dummy did .40, put that glass so we know who's gon' work when it's time 4 shooters, 1 driver Dummy did run every time Like, so we had to switch it up This time niggas came for my heart They tried to run, but they couldn't run Oh it's Bday, he thought it was time All of this shit got me fucked up I had to say it again Free PJ, Free CJ, Free Bdot They come taking all of my friends Fuck being signed, I wanna go back to time We was just posted up, stuck in the trenches We had to dummy and dime Why this bitch always wasting my time? Everyday, that nigga on the grind She got me mad, so I'm blocking her line Oh, when we be at home, I hit it from behind She be like: "Chill, you 'bout to break my spine" You be fucking, but I know that bitch not mine She tryna say that she mine She tryna fuck on my mind PTSD, my head already fucked up Everyday I gotta walk with my .9 All of this pain I go through, I don't got no one to run to I'ma catch one, show 'em what my gun do I don't show love, so don't ask if I love you They tryna tell me he tote on a ladder G3 with me, this shit shoot faster