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Off-White on the G-Fazo's

Her love's dead, think it needs a halo

I'm in my head, damn it, I think too much

Now I'm getting tear stains on the bankrolls

Bro said: If she wanna leave, I should let go

Heart saying: If she leave, we're going with her, let's go

I don't wanna let go, girl from 7.3.4

Time, time heals all wounds

But time can leave the nastiest scars

This happened too soon

I'm starting to think that I don't know who ya' are

Pills get popped as your love gets stopped

You just sit and watch as I wheeze and cough

I can't breathe at all, I can't breathe it off

I can't breathe with all the pain involved

Off-White on the G-Fazo's

Her love's dead, think it needs a halo

I'm in my head, damn it, I think too much

Now I'm getting tear stains on the bankrolls

Bro said: If she wanna leave, I should let go

Heart saying: If she leave, we're going with her, let's go

I don't wanna let go, girl from 7.3.4

In the studio getting high with the bros

Eyes get big when I see you're texting my phone

Codependent, yeah, I hate being alone

And everyone knows

Now I got to deal with this rain again

The same rain that you made go away

Now I gotta deal with this heart-throbbin' pain again

The pain feel like it never go away

Girl, never say you can't forgive me for my mistakes

You do things to make me ache, but I love you so much

I'll wait for however long it takes

Off-White on the G-Fazo's

Her love's dead, think it needs a halo

I'm in my head, damn it, I think too much

Now I'm getting tear stains on the bankrolls

Bro said: If she wanna leave, I should let go

Heart saying: If she leave, we're going with her, let's go

I don't wanna let go, girl from 7. 3. 4

I walk alone in the end

I know we're better off enemies

You thought I was gonna say, friends

Bitch, you gotta be fucking kidding me

I put my foot inside the industry

You cut my heart just like a menstrual bleed

But I ain't never been a pussy you see (huh)

I was only after pussy you see (huh)

I been balling like a rookie you see, uuh

What I'm smoking on is that cookie OG, huh, yeah

Ayy, huh, I'm as high as can be

Fly as can be, sad as can be, mad as can be

Pull up, shooting on they ass that's just me, huh

Ball like CP-3, that is just me, uuh

Fucking that bitch from that back as we speak, uuh

You don't like me (huh), that's incomplete, uuh

Without you here my life's incomplete

I tell you to stay, you say you gon’ leave

I try to book your ticket you take the phone away from me

Three days, all pills, no food (no food, no food)

My life, no love, no you (no you)

That's real, three days no food, all pills (all pills)

No one cares how I feel (I feel)

It's all about making dollar bills, so I feel it

Straight pills no food for the last three days

How am I alive I bet you're amazed

You say life's a book, go and turn a page

You say that it's over, walk out in a rage

You swing you miss, I won't hit back

I blow a kiss, you won't kiss back

I don't play roles but I know how to act, then that's a fact

Know what happens after that?

I know you hate it when I backtrack

I'm lying cause I'm scared of the truth, yeah

But you still know the truth, yeah, yeah!

Off-White on the G-Fazo's

Her love's dead, think it needs a halo

I'm in my head, damn it, I think too much

Now I'm getting tear stains on the bankrolls

Bro said: If she wanna leave, I should let go

Heart saying: If she leave, we're going with her, let's go

I don't wanna let go, girl from 7. 3. 4

Big homie told me that I shouldn't in the first place

You came in my life and shook it like an earthquake

Fuck your earthquake, I got a choppa that'll make the fucking earth shake, yeah

Take pills, chase thrills

Fuck fake shit, get real

What's the haps? What's the deal?

Shoot and craps, I'm gambling still

I don't think you’re good enough to be an ex

Hope you crying when you see my drivin' in an X

If you wanna call, I may respond with a text

Feel like Terry Crews, bitch, cause ya I'm finna flex

Even though it hurts I'ma still make the money go

Pull up on the scene knock 'em down (huh), Dominos

Speaking of these bad hoes, I got a few of those

Ayy, . 40 give a nigga kiss, mistletoe

You told me that everything was the same

You told me that it wouldn't be different

But, you told me that I was different

And I listened, I listened, looking at the other guys as competition

I get it, yeah, I admit it, yeah

Wish I never ever took you home and hit it, yeah

Wished I popped a xanny and forget it, yeah!

These hoes will fuck your head up, then fuck your bread up

Bro told me keep my head up, he say I'm next up

He say I'm on there next now, yeah, I'm the king and this bitch better bow down

I won't walk, I'ma just run the damn town

Not no bartender, but my gun got rounds

Fuck nigga calm down, I got it on me right now

She tried to swing on me, took everything had to knock her lights out

I been ballin' hard, I'm super crazy with this white hoe

I remember rolling swishes, rollin' whiteouts

Now I got the off-white whites out

Off-White on the G-Fazo's

Her love's dead, think it needs a halo

I'm in my head, damn it, I think too much

Now I'm getting tear stains on the bankrolls

Bro said: If she wanna leave, I should let go

Heart saying: If she leave, we're going with her, let's go

I don't wanna let go, girl from 7. 3. 4

You're not a clout chaser, just a heartbreaker

Mind eraser, not real you a faker

Watch me ball on you super hard, like a Laker

Watch me go back and fuck your friends, I'm a player

I don't wanna do it, but I may have to

I made a mistake when I came and I grabbed you

Cupid in the cut, he got the knife he stabbed you

I should've picked it up and jabbed too

Cold blood, in your veins, cold blood, in your veins

No shame, in your game, no change

So heartbroken, that I threw up

Now I'm looking for a dirty cup

Yea, a double cup, two hoes gotta double up

That still ain't enough, without you it's just not enough

It's to the point where you're giving up, yeah, yeah

It's about that time, to the point where you're giving up, yeah, yeah, it's about that time

New York, back to LA, I'm stuck inside my ways

G-Money hold the money straight, yeah

G-Money know these bitches fake, yeah

You run-up, then you catch a K, yeah

G-Money say he keep it, ayy, yeah we keep it, ayy

This my money shit, this is not a game

These hoes will fuck your head up, then fuck your bread up

Lately, I've been fed-up, bitch got me messed up

Yeah, I had to fess-up, made a confession

I say do you wanna leave? Made a suggestion

But, you didn't have to take, another one bites the dust

Another heart out with love, another girl out to lust

I'm just another sad boy when I'm off the drugs, another call to the plug

I need an eighth of Wockhardt that's love, I need a pound of OG that's love, but she's not love

I remember where we first met, yeah

Hollywood Hotels was the first place, I remember when we first met, yeah

You weren't tryna let me nail on the first, babe

Hoes come, and hoes leave, she said that she love me I said: Bitch, ho, please

You know you can't ho me, no more cuffing bitches I am not the police

Now it's 'bout the money, take your shoes off 'lil bitch no you can't run me, (huh)

You can't run me, I don't know what's gotten into me

This bitch was really fucking me up, mentally

I really thought that this shit was gon be meant to be

Y'all don't know what that shit meant to me, now I'm gon' fuck this bitch up instrumentally

Three days, all pills, no food

It's just my love, my heart, but no you

And see, I thought I was bulletproof until cupid started sliding through, yeah

Then you made your move, I didn't have a clue

That I would end up on misery avenue, yeah, yeah

You gon' help me ease the pain, now that you in the pain

Off-White on the G-Fazo's

Her love's dead, think it needs a halo

I'm in my head, damn it, I think too much

Now I'm getting tear stains on the bankrolls

Bro said: If she wanna leave, I should let go

Heart saying: If she leave, we're going with her, let's go

I don't wanna let go, girl from 7. 3. 4