I'm the best dressed nigga on my therapist couch Anejo Drano, baby tornado, tear through the house Every penny flipped, quarter tank, scared of a drought Bed been the couch, dancing on the ledge with my spouse Got tired of robbin', I got famous off of rhyming with the braces I look nineteen, they think the Audi my mama's Early twenties was trash, reimbursed me with a million 22, ain’t have a crib, I bought purses for my women Life of growing pains Sniped her, I ain’t know her name Buying sprites, you hold the change 400 dollar soda down the toilet when my hoe complain Crooked police looking, we gon cook 'em over open flame A half a ounce of cookies was my novacaine I know the pain, I'm sober now My mama told me hold it down My patna’ told me load up rounds My conscience told me Haile told me show these niggas I'm vicious I need submission from women, just in the bedroom 'cause listening wishful at best Only remember the bad dreams, forgetting the rest Dulling the edge of my past demons' signature, just heal me Pistol attached, giggle at niggas, the threats kill me Fights don’t matter I use my eyes 'cause my heart like a blindfold Rather, I’d lose my mind on the road 'cause I might go faster I'm in the sky, all alone on a tightrope, dancing Fights don’t matter I use my eyes 'cause my heart like a blindfold Rather, I’d lose my mind on the road 'cause I might go faster I'm in the sky, all alone on a tightrope, dancing