Too Gone (feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)

Skrrt I just got Forgiato for the wheels, niggas know what it is I'm not in competition with you niggas, and, no, I did not do this for a bizz I'm on my own, I was strugglin' every weekend, but I made it, my nigga, I'm strong (I'm strong) And I'm goin' with the baddest of bitches, I point at your bitch, and I'm takin' her home I don't care what they say, gotta stay on my waist, on my chain how you feel, yeah I don't know what to say, I was still on the wait even after the deal That's the nigga in me, I got a habit of keepin' it P I got a habit of fuckin' this bitch and then givin' her back to the nigga she meet I got a habit of slidin' with Dracs in the foreign with pill bottles under the seat I got a habit of-, I got a have it 'cause I don't know how to let anything be Like, all of my exes got niggas, but if they want babies, them bitches gon' have 'em with me Get me a king or a queen, after I get what I need, then it's back to the streets Too many diamonds all on me to worry 'bout these thotties all on me I got to chat again, I'm on some better shit I took a flight to the ages who fuck on the bitch who was celibate Got my pin requisite, if I'ma do it, I'm doin' it excellent I got a shooter, he shoot like, "Brrt" He heaven-sent, back to this Drac', I been sippin' this medicine Back to this bitch who been givin' immaculate head, or puttin' up, ain't no ho Baby like, "Why you got all that jewelry?" I just put my pain on froze And the bros, no matter what, I'm never turnin' on those Yo, I'm peepin' outside talkin' all that shit Pulled up with a stick now it's curtains closed Now, I don't know Why you do the things you do, you be doin' the most Gotta watch the way I move, they want my soul They want control of me Got a pint and I'm sippin' it slowly In the bed and I'm hittin' a four-piece (knick-knock) Now, I don't know Why you do the things you do, it keep me goin' Pull it back and forward, with you it's just a no Got me fuckin' up my plans when I did all that I can But I won't do that again, I'm too gone (I got so much pain in this bottle right now, I'm motherfuckin' passin' out) I'm too gone (Need to get-, I just wanna get that shit one more time) I'm too gone (I am too gone) I'm too gone (I am too gone) I'm too gone (I am too gone) Yeah, I'm too gone Long ways, damn, I love when you dress like that Know I don't like when you act like that Ain't in front of ones, don't call me back Got up out my bad then go hard, they can't count me out Probably think I ran out, but I'm sittin' too up, can't drag me down Whole place go up, I appeal to the crowd I just want all your love, baby, I'm not a clown Don't wanna be alone inside of this Bentley Whole lot of dirtbikes, whole lot of Benjis I'm just tryna have fun 'cause the danger been near me She wanna bottle and I wanna-, shh Shawty a model but come from the slums Every piece of her body I'm puttin' my tongue I'm just tryna recharge 'cause I want one more turn Now, I don't know Why you do the things you do, you be doin' the most Gotta watch the way I move, they want my soul They want control of me Got a pint and I'm sippin' it slowly In the bed and I'm hittin' a four-piece (knick-knock) Now, I don't know When you do the things you do, it keep me goin' Pull it back and forward, with you it's just a no Got me fuckin' up my plans when I did all that I can But I won't do that again, I'm too gone (I got so much pain in this bottle right now, I'm motherfuckin' passin' out) I'm too gone (Need to get-, I just wanna get that shit one more time) I'm too gone (Don't throw that lean out, my nigga, pissin' me the fuck off) I'm too gone I'm too gone Oh, yeah, I'm too gone When you do the things you do, it keep me goin' Got me fuckin' up my plans But I won't do that again, I'm too gone