Carlos got that juice
I don't think a nigga ever made a bad song
I just cried asking my mama if my dad home
Grandma told me life is short but my stacks long
I be thinking why the f*ck I even rap for
Took me years to drop my brand and that's a damn shame
Welly saying niggas hating on my campaign
Even telling me to drop nigga you can't wait
Before he died Los was telling me the same thing
I just took a trip to see the stars with no airplane
I was huffing like my heart needed a band-aid
You know I love you its some shit that I can't explain
We just in two different cars going the same way
Pop said he'd be back first day of the week
I really think that that's the reason I hate Mondays
Back the f*ck up girl you're f*cking up my feng shui
I always knew that you would try to come back one day