No Regular Artist

I'm gon' bounce back, I take a loss

(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)

I get high when I be solo, I don't feel the love no more

Think they'd rather see me back broke like I ain't give the whole hood hope

Balenci' head to toe, was sharin' clothes, you keep workin', you'll be so gone

Cali, in the hills, it feel like home, I know how it feels to be alone

Rollie two-tone, fuck a Carti'

I got nothin' but 4s at the party

Nothin' but killers 'round me, I'm an artist

Raiders comin', flush it down the toilet

Boys up and blow it, I'm important

I'm locked in the 'yo until the mornin'

She gon' do it sloppy, she adore me

Never had a problem gettin' it off

I'm gon' bounce back, I take a loss

Fool, I fall in love, Diana Ross

Geekin' off them bars, hope he get off

Buy my mom a crib and pay it off

I don't wanna club, I'm in the house

Fakin', come and use you, then they bounce

I just hope my music take me out

I won't shed a tear 'cause I'm a soldier

I'll be up some millions when it's over

Cali with my Drac', ain't pullin' over

I've been state to state, shows sold out

I made sure they straight, I've been out the way, life's been great, oh, oh, oh

At my own pace, came a long way, none of this shit wasn't luck

I get high when I be solo, I don't feel the love no more

Think they'd rather see me back broke like I ain't give the whole hood hope

Balenci' head to toe, was sharin' clothes, you keep workin', you'll be so gone

Cali, in the hills, it feel like home, I know how it feels to be alone

Rollie two-tone, fuck a Carti'

I got nothin' but 4s at the party

Nothin' but killers 'round me, I'm an artist

Raiders comin', flush it down the toilet (Oh)

Boys up and blow it, I'm important

Ayy, folks gone, don't wanna think about it, take drugs so I don't think about it (Oh)

Crazy, I still think about it (Oh), wonder why it feel to want violence (Oh)

Remember how I felt when I was broke, don't know why I spend it when I got it

Granny say I spend it 'cause I got it, no withdrawals, just deposit

Baby, keep your drawers, I want noggin (Woah), I be in her jaws 'til the morning (Woah)

Withdrawals fuckin' up my stomach, missed calls fuckin' up my money (Woah)

**** see I'm big, now he dead, what else I'ma do with all this money?

Kill him 'fore I let him take it from me, know I got my folks dependin' on me

See, that what kinda draw people to, to fam too

Like, you can tell, bro, like, really super authentic and he ain't tryna be nothin' but that, you feel me?

And that's what, that's what me and I believe everybody else can really appreciate 'bout Heem, though, you feel me?

I get high when I be solo, I don't feel the love no more

Think they'd rather see me back broke like I ain't give the whole hood hope

Balenci' head to toe, was sharin' clothes, you keep workin', you'll be so gone

Cali, in the hills, it feel like home, I know how it feels to be alone

Rollie two-tone, fuck a Carti'

I got nothin' but 4s at the party

Nothin' but killers 'round me, I'm an artist

Raiders comin', flush it down the toilet

Boys up and blow it, I'm important