Asking Questions

[Intro: Dirtbike LB]
We stigging the car, we feel like a star, I'm Lupe
I bought her RIMOWA, tryna fit you inside of the suitcase
I put it in her mouth and the white coming out like toothpaste
She held me down, had to go and figure out a new way

[Chorus: Dirtbike LB]
I be asking questions so it's hard for me
It's the streets that got me fucked up, so it's part of me
And the money keep on coming so it's kosher
I just wanna write a letter to my soldier

[Verse 1: Dirtbike LB]
Streets got me fucking up right now
The streets got me fucked up right now
Half of my niggas inside now
So half of these bitches are coming in right now
Mixing my wocky likе right now
Turned a bit fucked up but I've got alright now
Twin got thе double like pipe now
Twin FN and I ain't gonna fight now
Codeine make me feel worse, I mumble my words
How can these streets make me cursed?
These streets done made me worse
This Percy, Percy, Perc, it's fuck you, pay me first
She fucking toxic but the Birkin made it work
I told her lies, "I ain't got whores"
Bought a Ferrari, I needed a horse
I bought you two Rollies, you keep them, of course
I'd fuck your friend, I ain't showing remorse
Weren't this love language, so fuck this shit, let me talk some Chinese
Way too lit for the IG, how can I post when they want me on my knees?
Might catch a M and fly to the island like, "Can somebody find me?"
Minor offence but he's still on the run in Dubai like, "Somebody find me"

[Chorus: Dirtbike LB]
I be asking questions so it's hard for me
It's the streets that got me fucked up, so it's part of me
And the money keep on coming so it's kosher
I just wanna write a letter to my soldier

[Verse 2: Young Adz]
Streets got me fucked up right now
So high, ring me, I can't type now
All of this bankroll turned her dyke now
VVS made me her type, type
My mind got my eyes on a Judas
Fuck your lies, I reside where the truth is
Ladder on me like a nigga been roofing
South London ting, bet she boujee
Sometimes I feel life's a maze
You can run and live or die and be brave
RM, mummy looking at Big B's grave
I ain't cracked a smile in days
When you die, that love just fades
Hurts when you find out that a close one's fake
'Cause God knows, I never woulda dealt with you the same