Lyrics: HaileMariam Kassa
Music: HaileMariam Kassa/Chason Tyree Howard
(Popstar)
(Popstar Worldwide)
Yeah, ayy
Ayy
Your black beauty like stolen art to me
I can't stress it enough, how I move
Been around the world, seen different hoes, they not you
I know you get sick of the ride
Just think of the **** that died
The ups and downs of water-bearing, you sick of my tide
I just hope we can figure it out
If it's show time, the liquor involved
You like liquor, I like liquor
Mines thicker than y'all's
If I don't sip it, then I'm sick and I'm feeling withdrawn
Baby, the **** is we on?
I'm feelin' beyond lifted, the feelings is gone
The drugs is gone with 'em
Spent two-hundred on that line, but I ain't mind
I think I'm different, but I'm not
I'm just a victim of my time
I weighed it all against the feather
I'm like, "What's the bottom line?
Have I given more than taken in my life?"
I know it's not a lack of tryin', not a lack of sacrifice
It's just every time I do bad, I do bad twice
Have your lawyer comb through that
Ain't tryna go through that twice
If I showed you where I'm hurt, where I'm bruised
Would you make me feel better, brand-new?
Or pass like another storm cloud in my mind sky blue
And my mind in the sky 'cause I substance abuse
I need a substance or two
'Cause life on Earth brings discomfort
Double digit milligrams, I'm tryna feel somethin'
Put a box on the back of the Glock, don't switch on me
They switched on me, died, got rich on 'em
I gotta get the ****
I'ma get it out California
I remember bein' broke, I couldn't afford nothin'
Now I'm comfy, made it through all the ****-shit
Rim wide, stainless steel luggage
I done been around the world, but can't no one **** with
Your black beauty like stolen art to me
I can't stress it enough, how I move
Been around the world, seen different hoes, they not you
I know you get sick of the ride
Just think of the **** that died
The ups and downs of water-bearing, you sick of my tide, uh
I just hope we can figure it out
If it's show time, the liquor involved
You like liquor, I like liquor
Mines thicker than y'all's
If I don't sip it, then I'm sick and I'm feeling withdrawn
Baby, the **** is we on?
I'm feelin' beyond lifted, the feelings is gone
The drugs is gone with 'em