I don't know how I'm getting on I've been sleeping on styrofoam Well, man, yeah, well, man, I don't know how I'm getting on I've been sleeping on styrofoam Man, this *** ain't got big on your budget Call them lawyers, I told them, go *** it Now I'm sick on a bitch and I love it Got these diamonds and chains and I rub it Been sleeping at work with my cousin My lil' baby be gushin' and bussin' Now y'all always sayin' somethin' Let me tell my story, come here I keep spinnin' out these strings cause I can't lose her, man You can see that one here, I'll tell you how to lose them, man Pumpin' up pills up back to back, I'm right, my man I took them bae back to her house, I need to stop it What up, boy? You should love that boy Sippin' that drink, you don't know that boy I spent twenty in the tank, you don't know that boy With a Glock in my pocket, you don't know that boy Big number chain, you don't know that boy And it really insane, you don't know that boy He love his dame, and she love that boy She can do anything cause she love that boy I know you know me A wise man once said Falling in love Is the one fall you don't get up from Guess we're lovesick