i was postin' five dollar ads last summer
heard you home for the holidays
what you think a nigga do? it's like i don't hang with shooters
i ain't like the way he movin'
i told pablo to shoot him
i got a mission to find it
i ain't ever get tired yet
i've been supplyin' a variety of place
don't know why i want sobriety yet
some hoe tryna fuck with me
said she won't tell nobody