Stories

[Chorus]
Yeah, hard to pick it up when it all fall down
Gotta pick it up, I can’t let it fall down
Gotta pick it up, ain’t caring ‘bout the cost, now
Send the artillery, everybody getting shot down

[Post-Chorus]
You still talking ‘bout that shit, I promise, I don’t know nothing
Uh, put that fire to my head, let’s see if you go bust it
‘Cause, you just been talking out
I don’t trust that shit, I don’t need no discussion
Walk outside with that shit in my belt, they said I’m disgusting

[Verse]
Yeah, uh, shout out the bitch, tryna eat it up
I know that I gotta keep it up
That label don’t want me seeing enough
Like, bitch, I don’t care ‘bout the deal, I ain’t tryna go sign
Keep me on the leash, enough
And, I’m running out, like, I ain’t got all that time
Can’t even speak too much
I don’t care ‘bout the stories
Yeah, all that keep getting boring
Imma step outside, I’m big touring
Step on that gas, I was tryna floor it
I got big ass shades, I ain’t see the flooring
I got the money soaring
I’m boutta throw that bag, got the money soaring
Yeah, call up my Mom, I said I made it, I got her eyes pouring, oh, woah

[Bridge]
Please, don’t count me out
Yeah, everybody wanna act like I’m nothing, better count me out
I got motherfuckers right on the side, they ready to run it out
I’ll do stuff all by myself, I’ll pick it up, I ain’t running it out

[Chorus]
Yeah, hard to pick it up when it all fall down
Gotta pick it up, I can’t let it fall down
Gotta pick it up, ain’t caring ‘bout the cost, now
Send the artillery, everybody getting shot down