[Verse 1]
Just being honest
With the world I tune good regardless
And no magazine but our love is Complex
And Complex won't post my sh*t it’s just nonsense
Maybe my music should be more conscience
Maybe I should switch the content
Maybe I should talk about my blessings instead of talking about the diamonds in my crosses
But I don't give a blood clot, Chriss Boss sh*t
And that's my dog I hope you get better and you get back to ballin’
I ain't scared to die, the cush already got me coughing
Shawty bring her friend and then just tell me how you want it
Three-way like we on a phone having a conference
You can't put me on the gram'
I'm way too underground
Backseat of the ghost so shawty tell me how that sound
I could sip that henny baby
We could smoke that loud
I ain't losing work but shawty I be burning palms
[Bridge]