Motel 666

I'm very proud of you

315 we doin' this shit, we gon' change the world

Proud of you, mother****er

Things ran dry, no blood to bleed

Gave you everything then you ****in' leave

I don't want your goddamn apology

Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me

Put the blame on me

Blew the whole advance, I went back to broke

Motel 6 feet below

Spent it on a chain and designer clothes

Nothin' in the bank, but I still got hoes

I spent it on my old friends

Never mix business with emotions, uh

Backstabbed by the ones I kept closest, uh

Hit the potion, three-wheel motion

Yeah, my luck ran short, Gary Coleman

Ayy, twelve bands, run and stack that, yeah, yeah

Things ran dry, no blood to bleed

Gave you everything then you ****in' leave

I don't want your goddamn apology

Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me

Everybody kept callin', I had to change my line

Don't ask how I'm doin' 'cause I'm doin' just fine

Feel it in my chest, feel it in my spine

Goin' through withdrawals, I got money on my mind

Ayy, twelve bands, run and stack that, stack that, stack that

Things ran dry, no blood to bleed

Gave you everything then you ****in' leave

I don't want your goddamn apology

Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me

Things ran dry, no blood to bleed

Gave you everything then you ****in' leave

I don't want your goddamn apology

Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

(One, two)

(One, two, three, go)

Get the **** out my face, lil' *****

I'ma come back hard and write on my wrist

No more handouts, I ain't givin' shit

Suck my ****