[Rocco:]
Mm-mmm, yeah, yeah
Nah, nah
Yeah, yeah
Talk my shit
(Ayy, wavy boy)

I've been cutting of my loose ends, uh
'Cause I don't want no new friends
I might go and get that new Benz
These Carties with new lenses, uh
And I heard everything that you said
Please, don't make me call Reid to get you pressed
I got a lot on my mind, can't feel my hands on the wheel
I get too high when I drive
Lot of my so called friends was just along for the ride
And I'd be lying if I said I'm surprised, yeah

Said I'm only eighteen, I'm feeling like no one can fuck with me
People twice my age telling me that they look up to me
I got money, chains, models saying that they feel in love with me
They falling on outside but the inside it gets ugly
Some nights I don't sleep, some nights I don't eat
It's just me and my anxiety when I get lonely
I was sleeping on the couch my first month in L.A
Yeah, I wake up at one o'clock and then record all day
Depression seeped inside, I couldn't sleep at night
My mom was blowing up my phone, "I hope you eating right"
I've seen some demons cry, please do not text my phone
I hate talking to people, I'd rather be alone
If I ain't speak to you in two years then why you texting me?
Plenty bitches in my DM want have sex with me
Huh? If I'm lying strike me dead
I just got a lot of problems that been going through my head

I've been cutting of my loose ends, uh
'Cause I don't want no new friends
I might go and get that new Benz
These Carties with new lenses, uh
And I heard everything that you said
Please, don't make me call Reid to get you pressed
I got a lot on my mind, can't feel my hands on the wheel
I get too high when I drive
Lot of my so called friends was just along for the ride
And I'd be lying if I said I'm surprised, yeah

[YSN Flow:]
I done did so many pills, no lie, surprised I'm alive
Went to sleep with nothing to eat, my stomach touching my spine
Won't never shed a tear in public, you see blood in my eyes
Know he ain't real but this the real, these niggas fake in disguise
Straight from the bottom, now I'm too fly
I hope you don't make me make that call
'Cause that's when you die
Bro roll up that dope, there's no such thing as getting too high
Trapped inside a world of fake love, I wanna move out
Really feel like my past was breaking, can't let the news out
Niggas try to walk in my shoes, they [?] shoes out
I came away from that position, I put blues out
Let that Glock blow like a whistle, these niggas too foul
I feel like I'm lacking, I don't know, I bring the crew out
And me and Rocco cut off loose ends
[?] solo in the mix, don't want no new friends
[?] play with my money, I get ruthless
Cut off my ties, I'm on some new shit

[Rocco:]
I've been cutting of my loose ends, uh
'Cause I don't want no new friends
I might go and get that new Benz
These Carties with new lenses, uh
And I heard everything that you said
Please, don't make me call Reid to get you pressed
I got a lot on my mind, can't feel my hands on the wheel
I get too high when I drive
Lot of my so called friends was just along for the ride
And I'd be lying if I said I'm surprised, yeah