BOBBY

My decisions, I ain't sure if they the right ones

My daddy used to beat my mommy, I would fight him

But I been thinkin' that I'm kinda just like him

I take a sip and then I go and grab a knife and

I take a drive while I'm high, suspend my license

I'm hanging out the window speedin' on the I-10

I'm headed west, out to Hollywood with my friends

I'm moving out and I don't care if you like it

'Cause I've been sleeping on the roaches, I don't like this

I'm going platinum, then I'm going buy a island

I'm in that water to the creases in my eyelids

I'm out in Austin, I got work on consignment

I met some niggas that was runnin' in apartments

Take the money, take the weed into the darkness

I turned heartless, the barrel barkin'

I break commandments Moses put on stone carvings

I did business with a homie, now he trippin' 'bout some money

Partially—Mainly trippin' 'bout percentages he wanted

Made the trip to California, made the album of a lifetime

Fuck this boyband shit, I just want a life line

I just want my mom back, my sister in a Cadillac

The black, she had the rims to match, the Twitter fuckin' pillow mat

I am not an activist, just because I like dick

Nigga, my existence is enough to air all this shit

I be studyin', 'lotta music coming out that I ain't

Fuckin' with, shit that we makin' sound like Southside

Dungeon shit, we the new Motown

Thugs with no guns 'round, friendship is gangsta

All my life, I been runnin' with the wrong one

One slip up and I end up in the coffin

No one love me, no one love me I'm the odd one

No one love me, no one love me I'm the odd one

All my life, I been runnin' with the wrong one

One slip up, and I end up in the coffin

No one love me, no one love me I'm the odd one

Holdin' on my motherfuckin' pride