This is what I get for loving you You don’t know what you put me through I can’t deal with no more police at my door got the Draco on me now I lay in the floor feeling sore from the bullets holes all the fake Niggahs smiling in my face they just mad cuz they bitches wanna date they all want a piece of this cake my Niggahs remember when I’m gone keep y’all fingers in the trigger and keep them figures coming this 2018 ain’t still find me a queen cant even smoke green cuz the drug screens doing time in own mind feels like a life time