[Produced by Austin Fig][Verse 1]Now I be lying if I, I beNow I be lying if I told you I ain't trying to get richI need mines, I need grind, ain't no time for no bitchI'm surprised I'm alive, oh my god, take him upMake him fly, break him evenThey been sleeping, wake them upThey got molly, they got bands, I got fans, I got oohI got dro, I got grams, I got damn, I got blow, hoeI got what you need, homie don't raise your voice at me my GAll these eyes on me, I see, that's word to Pac and B.I.G. I be, I beOn stages, and ain't there nowhere I got to goI ain't got no fucking patience that's one thing you got to knowAll these rappers in my way, they think they famous, I don't knowWhen I watch them hit the pavement I'ma feel like Holly HolmsI swear it don't get no better than thisI told my bitch we better get richThen flip these chips and get a new whipAnd twist my wrist in front of ya, none of yaWant to get pimped you son of a prick, let's flip this win and then uhJump in the airI just want to dig a hole in a cellI just want to say Hello to Adele[Bridge]Yeah yeah whooh whoohI just want to let you know that I'm hereI just want to sing a song and a prayerI just want to make a toast to El ChapoMy idol, I might dig a hole in a cellI should probably change my hoe to affairI could probably make your hoe disappearDifferent emotions you don't know what to feel[Verse 2]Always feel like my jeans burningNo bail and I'm seen murderingNew gold grills and your teeth hurtI'm still walking and my feet hurtWhere's Uber when you need one?Just tell me where you see oneI'm driving bars on the wallOkay, where's Luda when you need her?Listen, I'm my back to the wallThen I'm back to the zone, I'm in a TwilightIf you ever get a minute tell them other little niggas I've been winning I've been doing it from hindsightDon't you ever get a pen in on my level never said I'm not a rebel don't you ever get on my micAnd you ever been a kid and been a winner by the niggas and the pen I'ma end 'em in the limelight rhyme-lightI'm like, I'm likeSwish swish whoohI'm like eh ya hoe, there I goI'ma kill the game this yearSay I won't, may I? WooI don't give a fuck about no haters or what I never didI got angels here and that's evidentI got halos all in my head I swear[Hook]Y'all done lost your motherfucking mind, oohY'all done... Y'all done lost... Lost your motherfucking mind, oohY'all done... Ya... Y'all done lost your motherfucking mind, oohY'all done... Y'all done lost... Lost your motherfucking mind, oohY'all done, lost your motherfucking mind[Verse 3]Got what you need, this that 24-hour spotThis that Massachusetts, Kawasaki, and the YamahaMy Mama, Auntie, told me if I ever started dramaI can go to jailBut fuck the copsAnd tell the judge to suck my cock and go to hellNo filter, but I got real loveNiggas ain't real son, tryna get meals butEveryone's still friends, she don't got heels onBut her ass still fat, bet if I hit that she gonna tear upWhere are my real thugs, when they gonna hear us, when they gonna feel us?Everyone act crayDon't know what make they wayI tell your bitch: ay babyPoppa can't crip standThey ball so hard since wristbandsSo my broads ain't got no implants, these bras ain't got no kickstands, and I know it thoughHold upFuck what you feelI just want to sell salt to a snailI just want to sell a hoe to a queerI just want to go to Oprah and PhilGive them both a little coke and some pillsI remember when I had to scrape a little change just to go to the store for some milkI remember when my ex bitch didn't come home, she was stroking the fieldI don't think you really know how I feelI don't think you niggas know how to chill, whoohSo, the fuck is you thinking you older than me?You got some type of control over me?Just cause you got some shit you can hold over me, like you running this shit?Act like I won't put my tongue in your bitchBring her closer to meAnd then go to the beach, sit in the waterDon't act like you not an emotional creepI pull over the jeep (skrrt, skrrt)[Bridge]I just want to let you know that I'm hereI just want to sing a song and a prayerI just want to make a toast to El ChapoMy idol, I might dig a hole in a cellI just want to say Hello to AdeleI could probably make your hoe disappearI don't think you niggas know how it feels[Hook]Y'all done lost your motherfucking mind, oohY'all done... Y'all done lost... Lost your motherfucking mind, oohY'all done... Ya... Y'all done lost your motherfucking mind, oohY'all done... Y'all done lost... Lost your motherfucking mind, oohY'all done, lost your motherfucking mind
