Cobain

Bitches say they want your fucking heart but they can't do it right
Bitches say they want your fucking heart but they can't do it right
I be in my room up in my head and I can't sleep at night
What I be so wrong if I take drugs and go like kurt tonight

Said I need some help but if I'm real I just need her tonight
I was oh so lost I took some L's but now I'm back winning
On the road to money, met some Benjis, got them back flippin
Labels callin' phones but I don't answer, that is bad business

I wan see you win can't see the hate, I won't be that nigga
Money on my mind, I cannot settle, bitch, I'm puttin' on
If you wanna win, just get a team, and, nigga, get going
I was on my ass, ain't stack no chips but that was my loss

Sittin' in the jail, I know these niggas lookin' at , they fuckin' call log
Like, nigga, know, you see this shit
i was on my ass, I needed bail but I ain't had a chips
Soon as I got out, I made some money, now I'm stackin' shit
Makin' sure my momma rent, paid ain't gotta ask for shit

Bitches say they want your fucking heart but they can't do it right
I be in my room up in my head and I can't sleep at night
What I be so wrong if I take drugs and go like Kurt tonight

Said I need some help but if I'm real I just need her tonight
I was oh so lost, I took some L's but now I'm back winning
on the road to money, met some benches, got them back flippin
Labels callin' phones but I don't answer, that is bad, bitch

I wan see you win can't see the hate, i wont be that nigga