Dior

Oh, I, I

Oh, I, I

Oh, I, I

Don’t you be afraid of the dark

I’ll stay with you in the eye of the storm

I’ll stand until my legs can’t hold me

Up anymore

Damn, my bad

Do you want Dior or Dior

Love me for who I really am

I don’t know if she want Fendi or Chanel

Every needle in the wall

She swing that hammer til she tired

Just follow me cause I could sacrifice it all

They say, baby you been trippin

On them pills lately

Told me to graduate, I didn’t

But I still raised him

And I just bought a SRT

I guess I’m Hellraisin

As a child I got my back stabbed

I’m still bleeding

Somewhere we throw away hoodies

Buy more when it’s easy

Bussed down so many of them pounds

It put the Oh in Geesy

Police get hot then draw on me

Cause they see I’m inky

That’s not a good enough reason

I could here you cry from a picture

Baby Mona Lisa

I want a bad bitch to love me

I can’t find the pieces

I’m havin thoughts of goin back

Cause I’m so tired of recent

She loved me, baby you didn’t

Then how the fuck she decent

Her heart been takin

I can’t find it

I ain’t know what’s missin

You only dropped the ball one time

Now it got missin piece

You did me wrong, I did you wrong

Now you got amnesia

You never told me

So guess who told me they seen

You with him

If you her bestfriend why you layin

In my bed ohh

Inside your feelings tellin me it’s right

But feels so wrong

You pull up drunk to say

Some shit you couldve said on the phone

Slept in my bed til I got home

But you can’t stay too long

And if this secret gets out soon

Watch all hell break loose

These SRTs and AMGs

I used to ride a grey Buick

Seventeen years back at Atlanta

I start to feel like Ray Lewis

Forty-one-hundred times

Pull up like I'm Hanes Truett

I'm with people we speakin' Vietnamese

It's gettin' fluent

I hanged with Crips durin' school

l, they put the C in truancy

But you in court by yourself

Don't see nobody there with you

Do you want Dior or Dior?

Love me for who I really am

I don't know if she want Fendi or Chanel

Every needle in the wall

She swing that hammer 'til she tired

Just follow me 'cause I could sacrifice it all

They say, "Baby, you been trippin' on them pills lately"

Told me to graduate, I didn't, but I still made it

They said, "Baby, that ain't your child", but I still raised him

And I just bought a SRT, I guess I'm Hellraisin

As a child I got my back stabbed, I'm still bleedin'

Somewhere we throw away hoodies

Buy more when it's season

Bussed down so many of them pounds

It put the Oh in Geesy

Police get hot, then draw on me 'cause they see I'm inky

That's not a good enough reason