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One thing about love, might lose your heart, don't hold no regrets
One thing about love, might lose your life tryna chase that drug
Cold-hearted, I'm blood on the block everyday, tryna please my plug
Leave the spot and vacate, lotta P's on the cake, I don't want no crumbs
When I flew in the state and I made a mistake, that shit got me stuck
And I knew what it take, had to put on some weight, the stick came with a drum
I'm a rockstar sippin' on Wockhardt, told the doc, "Fix me up" (yeah, yeah)
I'm a rockstar sippin' on Wockhardt, droppin' out, pick me up (yeah, yeah)

At first when I caught it, was tragic, money was dirty like sheets on the mattress
I was alone in the attic, takin' my time, my nigga had practice, yeah
We don't do fightin' indoors, we light up the block, no boxin' on cameras
I can't show lot of these hoes, I'm all 'bout my toes, I'm raisin' my standards
Yeah, naturally hang with some niggas that don't hesitate and they bringin' the smoke and they actually
When I go shoppin' on Rodeo, no questionin' shit, yeah, I got me a bag on me
They wasn't there when I needed a hand so I'm drillin' myself like a cavity
Now they mad at me (keep talkin' that fly shit)
Yeah, when she give head, she go pro, oh
Tatted her ass with my logo
Flew her out the city, not local
She love to act with me, she loco
Dissin' the set, that's a no-go
Shakin' this nut like a snow globe
We talkin' designer, I came in that bih with the Polo

One thing about love, might lose your heart, don't hold no grudge
One thing about love, might lose your life tryna chase that drug
Cold-hearted, I'm blood on the block everyday, tryna please my plug
Leave the spot and vacate, lotta P's on the cake, I don't want no crumbs
When I flew in the state and I made a mistake, that shit got me stuck
And I knew what it take, had to put on some weight, the stick came with a drum
I'm a rockstar sippin' on Wockhardt, told the doc, "Fix me up"(yeah, yeah)
I'm a rockstar sippin' on Wockhardt, droppin' out, pick me up (yeah, yeah)

Trap doin' lobster, I do stains, I won't eat a Frenchy's plate
Look like Nigo with all this BAPE, big star status, I paved the way
Pay her no mind, she said I changed
I'm tryna be me, won't be one in the same
Know she talked down and ho, I became
Puttin' in work, want some ice for the pain
I just spent fifty K in a month (month)
It's been me and lil' baby from young
Can't take this back, 'cause I'm medium-large
Get to the sack while I'm breakin' your heart
They know the gutter, man, you do not lie
I'm single tonight but I'm boo'd up sometimes
Baby, don't know what to do with those lines
You chop up the work, don't screw up on mine
Goin' through things, so I'm quick to the pint (yeah)
I love all drugs, take two at a time (yeah)
Looks like the boys are callin' a truce now
Enemies wanna be cool now
Wanna be part of the crew now
Now, how they end up with you now
Ball on these niggas like Mike
F*ck on that bitch and I dress
Jump on that dick like a bike
Thirty more minutes, no less

One thing about love, might lose your heart, don't hold no grudge
One thing about love, might lose your life tryna chase that drug
Cold-hearted, I'm blood on the block everyday, tryna please my plug
Leave the spot and vacate, lotta P's on the cake, I don't want no crumbs
When I flew in the state and I made a mistake, that shit got me stuck
And I knew what it take, had to put on some weight, the stick came with a drum
I'm a rockstar sippin' on Wockhardt, told the doc, "Fix me up" (yeah, yeah)
I'm a rockstar sippin' on Wockhardt, droppin' out, pick me up (yeah, yeah)
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One thing about love, might lose your heart, don't hold no regrets
One thing about love, might lose your life tryna chase that drug
Cold-hearted, I'm blood on the block everyday, tryna please my plug
Leave the spot and vacate, lotta P's on the cake, I don't want no crumbs
When I flew in the state and I made a mistake, that shit got me stuck
And I knew what it take, had to put on some weight, the stick came with a drum
I'm a rockstar sippin' on Wockhardt, told the doc, "Fix me up" (yeah, yeah)
I'm a rockstar sippin' on Wockhardt, droppin' out, pick me up (yeah, yeah)

At first when I caught it, was tragic, money was dirty like sheets on the mattress
I was alone in the attic, takin' my time, my nigga had practice, yeah
We don't do fightin' indoors, we light up the block, no boxin' on cameras
I can't show lot of these hoes, I'm all 'bout my toes, I'm raisin' my standards
Yeah, naturally hang with some niggas that don't hesitate and they bringin' the smoke and they actually
When I go shoppin' on Rodeo, no questionin' shit, yeah, I got me a bag on me
They wasn't there when I needed a hand so I'm drillin' myself like a cavity
Now they mad at me (keep talkin' that fly shit)
Yeah, when she give head, she go pro, oh
Tatted her ass with my logo
Flew her out the city, not local
She love to act with me, she loco
Dissin' the set, that's a no-go
Shakin' this nut like a snow globe
We talkin' designer, I came in that bih with the Polo

One thing about love, might lose your heart, don't hold no grudge
One thing about love, might lose your life tryna chase that drug
Cold-hearted, I'm blood on the block everyday, tryna please my plug
Leave the spot and vacate, lotta P's on the cake, I don't want no crumbs
When I flew in the state and I made a mistake, that shit got me stuck
And I knew what it take, had to put on some weight, the stick came with a drum
I'm a rockstar sippin' on Wockhardt, told the doc, "Fix me up"(yeah, yeah)
I'm a rockstar sippin' on Wockhardt, droppin' out, pick me up (yeah, yeah)

Trap doin' lobster, I do stains, I won't eat a Frenchy's plate
Look like Nigo with all this BAPE, big star status, I paved the way
Pay her no mind, she said I changed
I'm tryna be me, won't be one in the same
Know she talked down and ho, I became
Puttin' in work, want some ice for the pain
I just spent fifty K in a month (month)
It's been me and lil' baby from young
Can't take this back, 'cause I'm medium-large
Get to the sack while I'm breakin' your heart
They know the gutter, man, you do not lie
I'm single tonight but I'm boo'd up sometimes
Baby, don't know what to do with those lines
You chop up the work, don't screw up on mine
Goin' through things, so I'm quick to the pint (yeah)
I love all drugs, take two at a time (yeah)
Looks like the boys are callin' a truce now
Enemies wanna be cool now
Wanna be part of the crew now
Now, how they end up with you now
Ball on these niggas like Mike
F*ck on that bitch and I dress
Jump on that dick like a bike
Thirty more minutes, no less

One thing about love, might lose your heart, don't hold no grudge
One thing about love, might lose your life tryna chase that drug
Cold-hearted, I'm blood on the block everyday, tryna please my plug
Leave the spot and vacate, lotta P's on the cake, I don't want no crumbs
When I flew in the state and I made a mistake, that shit got me stuck
And I knew what it take, had to put on some weight, the stick came with a drum
I'm a rockstar sippin' on Wockhardt, told the doc, "Fix me up" (yeah, yeah)
I'm a rockstar sippin' on Wockhardt, droppin' out, pick me up (yeah, yeah)
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Writer: Derek Bissue, Jaiden Thiara, Nicholas Baran, Shakqueel Burthwright
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