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[Intro]
Yuh, yuh, yuh

[Verse 1]
I ain't got no gas in the whip, no cash in my wallet
No one on my di*k, no missed call from your b*tch
What's goin' on with me? I used to be the man
Nobody's pullin' up to my show no more
They sick and tired of the same old
But I spit that flame though, you know my name, ho
Suicidal, you know how that thing go
I used to ride around and bang it in my four-door
Couldn't step outside without somebody askin' me for photos
Now it seem like nobody know me
I haven't heard a word from none my homies
My b*tch left me, I'm lonely, somebody set me up
Tried to wet me up, bullets in the windshield of my Acura
Luckily, they wasn't accurate, I wish they took my life
Twenty-one was fun but forty-one ain't right
I hate my kids, hate my wife
What to do? Where to go?
My SoundCloud don't pay no more
I gotta get it on the low
I hope they don't knock on my door
What to do? Where to go?
My SoundCloud don't pay no more
I hope they don't knock on my door
[Chorus]
Yuh, yuh, the bills due and the walls got some mildew (b*tch)
I been looking at this bottle, wonderin' what these pills do
My dog died in the hallway (Damn)
I been lookin' at the ceiling, cryin' all day (All day, yuh)
My life sucks, my job sucks, my kids sucks, my b*tch sucks
Haven't even got my di*k sucked
I'm runnin', runnin', runnin' outta luck (Outta luck, yuh)
I'm gunnin', gunnin', gunnin' for them bucks (For them bucks, ayy)

[Verse 2]
I used to be a veteran, now I'm feelin' like a rookie
My b*tch don't give out the cookie, I'ma have to call a hooker
Get the quarters out the Acura and pay this ho
I've been savin' up my change for a rainy day
I should've listened to them things my mama had to say
I put myself in this predicament
My life is nothin', man, I wish that I could finish it
I'm workin' for a man that's workin' for a man who's workin' for a middleman
Get me out of here, sick of sheddin' tears
I thought I was 'bout to be a millionaire
But now I'm strugglin' muggin' these motherf*ckers with a .44
Do I have to mention I'm desperate?
Might just pawn the Double S necklace
I can't deal with all this pressure
What to do with all of these records?
Tryna rebuild an empire, can't even put myself together (Yuh)
[Chorus]
Yuh, yuh, the bills due and the walls got some mildew (b*tch)
I've been lookin' at this bottle, wonderin' what these pills do
My dog died in the hallway (Damn, ayy)
I been lookin' at the ceiling, cryin' all day (All day, yuh)
My life sucks, my job sucks, my kids sucks, my b*tch sucks
Haven't even got my di*k sucked
I'm runnin', runnin', runnin' outta luck (Outta luck, yuh)
I'm gunnin', gunnin', gunnin' for them bucks (Yuh)

[Outro]
Ayy, b*tch
I hear you, I f*cking hear you
I'ma kill you, I swear to God I'ma kill you, b*tch
f*ck you, b*tch, f*ck you