Keep it all to yourself babygirl I donβt wanna deal witchu
If its wishin u well then oh well, go do whatchu u need to do, to prove
That you love me but it seems its easier to be confused
You ride on the coat-tails of an old hell that i cant afford to choose
You the only other thing to keep me out my mind
Besides the liquor n the drugs n the dollar signs
all dem drugs gon make me blow my dollars signs
Thinking bout dem dollars signs jus gonna blow my high