Move to LA

Ooh, I really wanna cut you off, but I can't

Ooh, I really need to cut you off, but I can't

You need fall in love with me and fuck what they say

You should fall in love with me and fuck what they say

Ooh, I really need to cut you off, but I can't

Pussy drip gold, take it straight to the bank

Now why the hell you had to go and move to LA?

Go get up with my people, ship the weed from the bay

Gon' put you on a flight 'cause I be missin' your face

Who put you in designer? Bitch, you ain't got that taste

Them pitcures in the stars, oh, you been in a Wraith?

You ain't answerin' my calls, you must been in they face

But I ain't really trippin' on this shit 'cause it's life

I done did a million fuckin' things you don't like

I done sold a million fuckin' things in my life

Like I been dodgin' prison, so I pray every night

I'm used to fuckin' you, so I say what I like

I ain't call to check and you say I ain't treatin' you right

Been gone for too long, no, I ain't eatin' you right

I'm tired of frontin', bitch, you who I need in my life

Why the hell you had to go and move to LA?

We should fall in love, baby, fuck what they say

Why the hell you had to go and move to LA?

I'ma keep it real, I need you more than a drink

Listen, I gotta get out of Detroit

I got things that I wanna accomplish

Goals that I wanna reach

I'm not chasin' dreams anymore, I'm tryna catch them

That's why I'm movin' to LA because I know I can make it there

And with this Detroit Hustle that I got, who gon' stop me?

You feel me?

I want it

I know it's hard

I know it's hard for me, baby, expressin' my love

I know it's hard for me, baby, expressin' my love

Ay, I talk to God the same way that I talk to my plug

I need you now, I'm prayin' daily them blessings'll come

I know it's hard for me, baby, expressin' my love

I know you seen the emotions, it's 'cause of the drugs

Couldn't fuck with the ones

I know you say it's a long way, but it's 'cause of the funds

Basically, you say a lot, but you never mean it

Layin' nude, poolside, we don't do bikinis

Leave papa with it on, who is you Houdini?

Paid a Rockstar joggy for this Louis beanie

We'll whoop 'em on stage like it's Jerry Springer

Baddie with me like an angel, but the crew is demons

Can't move just like a 'Rari, man, I'm sorry for the damage

That I cause, baby girl, I like to party

Heard she was a trip, she ain't even charge me

I just let the bitch take a pics in the palms

I just let the bitch take a peak in the palm tree

Brung her friend with her then it turned into an orgy

I think this bitch a actress, she keep yellin' out, "Record me"

I'ma take the Percocets and lean on the tour with me

Rap shit my passion, this street shit is lower than me

This street shit is lower-

Say I'm shittin' on every **** that's before me

Ain't a **** that's before me