Life in Reverse

I put these racks in my jeans they bust out the pockets
Can't stop gotta run it up
Think about all of these visions they all coming true
And now i think I’m coming
Never live life in reverse
I work too hard to be amateur
I think i might just pull up in the lambo
When i hope they snapping their cameras

I put these racks in my jeans they bust out the pockets
Can't stop gotta run it up
Think about all of these visions they all coming true
And now i think I’m coming
Never live life in reverse
I work too hard to bе amateur
I think i might just pull up in the lambo
When i hopе they snapping their cameras

Life like this when its nights like this
I might wife that bitch give her pipe like this
Looking at me thinking you would die for this
No snakes in my circle where the python is
F**king with me show you what an icon is
Pull up in a wraith with the lights on bitch
When i put it in your face dont bite on it
Can you tell me how it taste do you like that shit
Never say too much
Nothing matters anyway
And its hard to trust
No matter what you say
It’s all too much
Always find myself in the way
But never gave a f**k
Til I’m in my shallow grave

Always get the bad news first
Coz ain't none of that shit phase
I can't even tell what’s worse 
at the minute you driving me crazy
And i know i done dirt 
that dont mean you got to hate me
You know i been putting in work 
screaming f**k you pay me

I put these racks in my jeans they bust out the pockets
Can't stop gotta run it up
Think about all of these visions they all coming true
And now i think I’m coming
Never live life in reverse
I work too hard to be amateur
I think i might just pull up in the lambo
When i hope they snapping their cameras

I put these racks in my jeans they bust out the pockets
Can't stop gotta run it up
Think about all of these visions they all coming true
And now i think I’m coming
Never live life in reverse
I work too hard to be amateur
I think i might just pull up in the lambo
When i hope they snapping their cameras

Get you knock back on the ground when I do’s it
Everybody f**king with my sound bout to lose it
16 ounces in a pound I dont do zips
Everybody knocking for a pound of my new shit

Damn no one gave a damn about me yesterday
Never sold crack but in the kitchen with the recipe
Yah hit it open sesame
I gave her the tip guess she really got the best of me

I cannot tell what i feel in my soul
I dont even know how to fill these holes
They wanna kick shit but i wanna kick goals
What they call a stone when its on a roll
I might go and sell my soul
Coz my heart went black some colour as coal
Shooting all day but but i gotta reload
Shooting all day shit never get old

I dont want my soul you can keep that shit
I just want a deal gotta make me rich
Ain't about how you feel when you feel like this
I dont feel love i say deal with it

If i like the girl i might steal that bitch
And they hit the phone
Like where the dealer is
Ain't nobody home I’m out stealing shit
I might pop a tag pop a seal I’m lit

I put these racks in my jeans they bust out the pockets
Can't stop gotta run it up
Think about all of these visions they all coming true
And now i think I’m coming
Never live life in reverse
I work too hard to be amateur
I think i might just pull up in the lambo
When i hope they snapping their cameras