Done with You (feat. Mezzo)

I got too much in my head right now They gone try and take off my head right now Yea Jump I know some niggas who really be killas They getting that pump take that shit out the trunk Bitch do not play with me I got a K with me Say the wrong thing and i'm leaving I'm done This bitch don't understand what i'm saying I say what I mean little bitch I ain't playing So much shit going in my head I don't talk to rats I don't talk to feds I'm stacking these racks Then I go to bed And look at my hands they all red Rest in peace to my homies they all dead I'm tired of talking through text I go to the next Thought you was the best I gotta confess I'm really fucking done with you They want bitches They want hoes I want money I want clothes I got different Types of flows Ima get it either way it go She want me to make it snow But girl you already know I'm on the road I do what i'm 'sposed to I want a 50K outta space rover She want the money the power the fame She using me Sucking me dry what a shame My niggas they shooting with good aim If you not with the gang Then I know you can't hang with us Bitch i'm finally famous You hear what i'm saying I ain't gone fall for shit I ain't changing Going 180 yea I'm switching lanes bitch Is it my fault that I don't speak your language Maybe that was too much for these niggas She gonna eat me for lunch if i'm with it You know that i'm with it These hollow tips hit a nigga in his fitted You say that it's nothing I know that you tripping Tell me what's wrong I'm your number one Like last night We was just having fun You can't act right So you get up and run Yea Jump I know some niggas who really be killas They getting that pump take that shit out the trunk Bitch do not play with me I got a K with me Say the wrong thing and i'm leaving I'm done This bitch don't understand what i'm saying I say what I mean little bitch I ain't playing So much shit going in my head I don't talk to rats I don't talk to feds I'm stacking these racks Then I go to bed And look at my hands they all red Rest in peace to my homies they all dead I'm tired of talking through text I go to the next Thought you was the best I gotta confess I'm really fucking done with you You wanna talk Then get up and walk You run a mile They stealing my style I laugh to the bank Do it with a smile She wanna fuck And give me a child You keep on lying Keep on bluffing Watch who you love and who you put your trust in You really don't know Don't make assumptions Ima pull up with a K get the bussing My music be thumping These people be jumping Yea jump in Bought a charger to dodge my past You can leave I ain't kissing no ass Dodge Demon 200 my dash Follow the blind Lil nigga you crash Talkin crazy we gone get on yo ass Hear the sirens we doin the dash Fuck with the opps you get treated like one Ain't no missing it's a beam on my gun I don't cap I'll still rock a fitted for real Talkin gun play But you ain't even with it for real Masked up in a Beamer we ready to kill If you ain't gone buss it man pass me the steel Imma star in the making This lifestyle is crazy This shit that i'm Doin It feel so amazing Put butterfly doors on the coupe For the times we was hurting run it up to buy mama a burkin I know some niggas who really be killas They getting that pump take that shit out the trunk Bitch do not play with me I got a K with me Say the wrong thing and i'm leaving I'm done This bitch don't understand what i'm saying I say what I mean little bitch I ain't playing So much shit going in my head I don't talk to rats I don't talk to feds I'm stacking these racks Then I go to bed And look at my hands they all red Rest in peace to my homies they all dead I'm tired of talking through text I go to the next Thought you was the best I gotta confess I'm really fucking done with you I got too much in my head right now They gone try and take off my head right now