Ashes on the Floor

Gotta keep my pole every time I throw my head up when I walk out the door

The pressure ain't all that but you know it's gon' go

Yeah the message that you sent me the other night, I had to smoke

I been fighting all my life so what the fuck I'ma stop for?

I be on it so you know I fall off in my feelings

You say that I'm doing the trippin'

No it's you doing the bitchin'

Lookin' at different faces

Air force ones up on my feet

I'm glad I made it

Banging gang on these ****

Claim they hate me

Rico in my blood

Bitch you know I keep that Drake, yeah

Fuck a pussy ****

He ain't never feel no pain, yeah

I been all alone

When I was deep up in the rain, yeah

Put the fucking dot up on your head

Leave you smelly

Bitch I want your love

Come speak to me like some jelly

Candles on the dresser

Heart beatin' got me staring

Cameras on my street

The police catch me they going to prison

Before I go out like the president

I'ma bust his melon quick

Ridin' round with a glock

Ridin' round with a glock

Bitch I'ma have to free top

And I'm tweakin' to bust a opp

When the body drop on the plate

They gonna put my name on the list to block

I ain't setting up with no ****

I leave bullets yeah they gon' box

Gotta keep my pole every time I throw my head up when I walk out the door

The pressure ain't all that but you know it's gon' go

Yeah the message that you sent me the other night I had to smoke

I been fighting all my life so what the fuck I'ma stop for?

I be on it so you know I fall off in my feelings

You say that I'm doing the trippin'

No it's you doing the bitchin'

Lookin' at different faces

Air force ones up on my feet

I'm glad I made it

Banging Gang on these ****

Claim they hate me

You can say what you want

I don't really care 'bout what you say 'bout me

You claim it's smoke

I got something better

Than than them air fresh Things

I put that blick on you

Don't give a fuck

What the fuck you think

Roll up this weed and I sit back

And I might go to sleep

They hop in the car

Look for something

Then they go and peep

They know one thing bout this steppin

Its gon' hit the streets

What you know bout your dog

Trying to leave your body

Dead deceased?

Been through some things

That them people said they didn't see

Gotta keep my pole every time I throw my head up when I walk out the door

The pressure aint all that but you know it's gon go

Yeah the message that you sent me the other night I had to smoke

I been fighting all my life so what the fuck I'ma stop for?

I be on it so you know I fall off in my feelings

You say that I'm doing the trippin'

No it's you doing the bitchin'

Lookin' at different faces

Air force ones up on my feet

I'm glad I made it

Banging gang on these ****

Claim they hate me