CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : ​residuals

Numbers sit right on my head, who are you fighting for?
That b*t*h on yaya, I cannot listen to this sh*t anymore
She said I'm crazy, baby, I just do not care anymore
I sip 'til I'm lazy, I just spilt this cup on my Christian Dior

NV is on the attack, uh
We put the sh*t on the map
Baby, I'm chasing a bag
She leach the residual cash
I cut through my hand on the stage and I wipe all the blood by my eyes on my face
This a horror story, love
I'm so sorry, I'm just drunk

It's up, up, up, up, when I catch him, it's up
Shout out Jabari for being there for me when no one else had gave a f**k
I'm in my element
My story gon' change every time she bе telling it
B*t*hes irrelеvant
I got my baby, she got me the same, so she win when I win on the Benjamin
Lately my life has been crazy, I keep going hard for my baby
When I get rich I'ma empty my bag buying houses for the ones that made me
That’s on my soul
And I'm growing cold as I'm growing old
The people that treated me dirt going broke, I'd be lying to say I ain't enjoying it
Oh, I been getting drunk in the morning
When this lock is over, I'll be touring
My lungs f**ked, it sound like I'm snoring
Without the drugs, life is too boring
My new ways got the old me mourning
My jean pockets oh-so foreign
My jean pockets oh-so loaded
The contents could get his whole team folded
NV is on the attack, uh
We put the sh*t on the map
Baby, I'm chasing a bag
She leach the residual cash
I cut through my hand on the stage and I wipe all the blood by my eyes on my face
This a horror story, love
I'm so sorry, I'm just drunk

I'm not one to point fingers, never was
But baby, let the words linger before you shut me up
This moment is not his finest
I read him like readers digest
You on a mission, it's more like a side quest
He did in himself, he mindless
All of my brothers ain't even my gene pool
But I will consider them family 'til I die
Life gets so violent at times
But I adapt every time
This is my bridge for the pain in my life
It's making me cry
Still I had put this sh*t out for my guys
These words from a tormented mind
You not the only one with a problem, yeah
Drink in my system give me guts to talk to 'em
But they don't hear me when talk to 'em, yeah
The people I scorn were ones I would rock with
Now I recount in this tonic
They don't deserve none my sympathy
But maybe that's how it was meant to be
NV is on the attack, uh
We put the sh*t on the map
Baby, I'm chasing a bag
She leach the residual cash
I cut through my hand on the stage and I wipe all the blood by my eyes on my face
This a horror story, love
I'm so sorry, I'm just drunk

Numbers sit right on my head, who are you fighting for?
That b*t*h on yaya, I cannot listen to this sh*t anymore
She said I'm crazy, baby, I just do not care anymore
I sip 'til I'm lazy, I just spilt this cup on my Christian Dior