I got my mind on the money and you know it I Got a pistol full of pain and it's showing Hit the gas and I whip it like it's stolen And before you see me I'm gone I say I'm just trying to find myself Holding on to nothing with no one else I don't want to fake it Holy when I taste it Feel myself slipping I'm gone Baby girl yea you're standing there so mean Let's lie to each other like we were seventeen I'm just trynna feel a little pleasure in the pain When I feel myself slipping I'm gone I say I'm just trying to find myself Holding on to nothing with no one else I don't want to fake it Holy when I taste it Feel myself slipping I'm gone Yea I'm just trying to find myself Holding on to nothing with no one else I don't want to fake it Holy when I taste it Feel myself slipping I'm gone I got my mind on the money and you know it I got a pistol full of pain and it's showing Hit the gas and I whip it like it's stolen And before you see me I'm gone I say I'm just trying to find myself Holding on to nothing with no one else I don't want to fake it Holy when I taste it Feel myself slipping I'm gone Yea I'm just trying to find myself Holding on to nothing with no one else I don't want to fake it Holy when I taste it Feel myself slipping I'm gone Feel myself slipping I'm gone Feel myself slipping I'm gone