crooked ways

What's there to say when you're feeling cold?
I guess that's just the way it roll
They say that's just the way it goes
I just be stackin' up the peso
I'm walking lots [?] with nowhere to go
I'll be the master of my chains [?]
It's like most [?] stay the same
I just wanna rage today
I think I'm locked in my crooked ways
I'll be lost and I'm [?]
I'll be lost and I'm [?] strains
I swear I'm not gonna live this day
And if I'm not tryna live this way
The [?] still [?]
Another lookin' at the weather day
I'll keep lookin' up, quit hesitating
I keep going [?] my daydream
But I'm missing all the main things
I'm missing all the main things
Still I get it if you're tryna blame me

I sit right here [?]
I step on fresh coat of paint
Prada'd down now she fell on me
Must be down bad can't hold your weight
[?] had a [?] on me
[?] like that [?]
[?] my shawty bad
I try [?] my pockets [?], ayy, I'm watching the clock, ayy
He know that I'm [?], ayy, [?] on top, yeah

Run up in your spot for that guap, bitch
Runnin' to the top, like I'm runnin' back, can't stop me
Like the Gingerbread Man, all I smoke is cookies
Yeah, your bitch and her best friend, they both be lookin', at me
Got my pockets full
And I took a lot of E, the way I whip it up, you could call me chef
If the shit don't right, then I'ma have to go left
And leave 'em for dead, smokin' Mary Jane
Why I'm poppin' all these meds? [?] on that block
[?] they [?], if you play, I'll X you out, I ain't talkin' tic-tac-toe
This drank from Texas, I keep pourin' up 4s
She say she wanna drink a water, I told her [?]
I'm only fuckin' with drugs [?]
I'm sippin' mud, but I ain't fuckin' with no pills, nah