[Intro] (My nigga made sure you were living for real) (How could you ever bring a pill pack) Control the speed I won't let you go, no (My nigga made sure you were living for real) (How could you ever bring a pill pack) [Hook] I control the speed, and I won't let you go, no, no way You're everything I love, hoes and weed And I could testify, 'cause, who's ashamed? So I might testify [Verse 1] I got a face that only your bitch could love Your type niggas don't mix with us Ain't this special like just because Backpack full of that wrist and lung Boarding pass, pass my troubles High as fuck, lost my wallet Going back, back to Cali Saw my son, miss my daughter Real life, what does it feel like? I got my pills on, you know I'm real numb Gettin' ready for this motherfucker I can admit, I've been depressed, I hit a wall, ouch I hit the bank, you hit the dab, I hit the ball, out Praying, God, pay my cable Splurging out, one more favor Little boys dressed like rappers Can that road make them daddies? I talked to God, I got approved, I got a lifeline If I should die, while I'm awake, I had a nice time