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Written by：Young Thug/Future

I cheated on my fears yeah

I broke up with my doubts yeah

Got engaged with my faith yeah

And now I'm marryin' my dreams yeah

I don't want it don't want it if it ain't meant

I smell codeine when I p**s

I'm on it I'm on it I can't forget

You can't cry over scars this permanent

I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar

I adapted immaculate I'm goin' extravagant

Hey say my new tone Earth tone I can't do wrong

We change the weather stick together like we from the group home

Off the digital no small talk all decimals

Cain and Able are both brave one man two impeccable

I talked to Jesus on my worst day

He made me a millionaire I'm talkin' to him every day

All my little wonder if they can go out in Escalade

I share all my b**tches with you besides my main b**ch

I left my past behind with new millennium

I left my heart in the streets I'm imperial

Had to find time to manage my residuals

I deserve royalty livin' in a castle

I'm hustlin' tryna make rent you call the popo on me

I pistol whip a J for three dollars you better not owe me

Yeah I robbed a n**ga in broad daylight the first day I had Jacoby yeah

He don't know I finessed him

'Cause the homies they was 'bout to murder him

Went out the backdoor took the blame

'Cause I knew T-Money was gon' blow out his brains

I'm back from the grave I'm d**n near insane

I sold so much crack I got yayo still in my veins

I don't want it don't want it if it ain't meant

I smell codeine when I p**s

I'm on it I'm on it I can't forget

You can't cry over scars this permanent

I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar

I adapted immaculate I'm goin' extravagant

Hey say my new tone Earth tone I can't do wrong

We change the weather stick together like we from the group home

'Bout to WCW my b**ch friend I'm too wrong

Got a black 45 FN I don't do chrome

F**k these n**gas I'm kickin' 'em out the loot woah

I just got a Plain Jane Patek and it's two-toned

Two two

I dress up like it's elastic

Yeah

12 cartridge for these b**tards

Yeah

Swiggy swaggy I'ma devil

Yeah

I got the s**ts in Cali

Cali

I got the kids a Denali

Swerve

I bulletproof all the windows

On God

I'm bulletproofin' the mattresses

Blat

Blue diamonds like an Avatar

Yeah

Cut you off and dodge you like a f**kin' Charger

Charger

I showed I liked her but I still didn't get her

I got back problems from gamblin' from the night to mornin'

Night to mornin' yeah

You can f**k every one of my h**s except my main

Main b**ch

It's too hard to dedicate to you I'm so scared of shame

I don't care to find out you was creepin' 'cause I'm doin' the same thing

My b**ches temporary like stitches

You and your mama your brother your cousin ain't nothin' but b**ches

Yeah

I don't want it don't want it if it ain't meant

I spill codeine when I p**s

I'm on it I'm on it I can't forget

You can't cry over scars this permanent

I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar

I adapted immaculate I'm goin' extravagant

Hey say my new tone Earth tone I can't do wrong

We change the weather stick together like we from the group home