41

Yuh, yuh, yuh

I ain't got no gas in the whip

No cash in my wallet, no one on my dick

No missed call from your bitch

What's going on with me? I used to be the man

Nobody's pullin' up to my show no more

They sick and tired of the same old

But I spit that flame though, you know my name, ho

Suicidal, you know how that thing go

I used to ride around and bang it in my four-door

Couldn't step outside without somebody asking me for photos

Now it seem like nobody know me

I haven't heard a word from none my homies

My bitch left me, I'm lonely

Somebody set me up, tried to wet me up

Bullets in the windshield of my Acura

Luckily, they wasn't accurate

I wish they took my life

Twenty-one was fun but forty-one ain't right

I hate my kids, hate my wife

What to do? Where to go?

My SoundCloud don't pay no more

I gotta get it on the low

I hope they don't knock on my door

What to do? Where to go?

My SoundCloud don't pay no more

I hope they don't knock on my door

The bills due and the walls got some mildew

I been looking at this bottle, wonderin' what these pills do

My dog died in the hallway

I been lookin' at the ceilin', cryin' all day

My life sucks, my job sucks

My kids sucks, my bitch sucks

Haven't even got my dick sucked

I'm runnin', runnin', runnin' outta luck

I'm gunnin', gunnin', gunnin' for them bucks

I used to be a veteran, now I'm feelin' like a rookie

My bitch don't give her cookie, I'ma have to call a hooker

Get the quarters out the Acura and pay this ho

I've been saving up my change for a rainy day

I should've listened to them things my mama had to say

I put myself in this predicament

My life is nothin', man, I wish that I could finish it

I'm workin' for a man that's workin' for a man who's workin' for a middleman

Get me out of here

Sick of shedding tears

I thought I was 'bout to be a millionaire

But now I'm strugglin' muggin' these motherfuckers with a. 44

Do I have to mention I'm desperate?

Might just pawn this Double S necklace

I can't deal with all this pressure

What to do with all of these records?

Trying to rebuild an empire, can't even put myself together

The bills due and the walls got some mildew

I been looking at this bottle, wonderin' what these pills do

My dog died in the hallway

I been lookin' at the ceilin', cryin' all day

My life sucks, my job sucks

My kids sucks, my bitch sucks

Haven't even got my dick sucked

I'm runnin', runnin', runnin' outta luck

I'm gunnin', gunnin', gunnin' for them bucks