[Pre-Chorus]
Rolling papers on the counter
I don't think I'll live without her
Know the fuck I'd ever doubt her
I just really think that I should know
Remember when I didn't have a fan?
Now I think everything is going to plan (yeah)
[Chorus]
Money on the counter, I can't live without her
Turn the sweet to sour, that's her superpower
I've been chasing time, these minutes and hours
I been on my grind, my soul's been devoured
Chase a bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag
Pay attention to these kids, I'm a bad dad
You thought that you pulled me, motherfucker, got the last laugh
Please forget you knew me, motherfucker, I'm on my path
[Verse]
Remember when I didn't have a fan?
I was looking to grind to
But I didn't have a plan
It was then that I met you
Everything had some purpose
Every time I was with you, felt less worthless
Time pass, now I'm spitting verse after verses
My bad, I didn't give you a good-night kiss
Guess what, time pass, now I'm on my own
Never wanted it to feel like this, now I feel so alone
Chase the money, chase the bag
To distract myself
It's kinda funny, how I don't care about my health
Over time, the only one I have is myself
On my grind, I'm putting all my demons on my shelf
[Pre-Chorus]
Rolling papers on the counter
I don't think I'll live without her
Know the fuck I'd ever doubt her
I just really think that I should know
Remember when I didn't have a fan?
Now I think everything is going to plan (yeah)
[Chorus]
Money on the counter, I can't live without her
Turn the sweet to sour, that's her superpower
I've been chasing time, these minutes and hours
I been on my grind, my soul's been devoured
Chase a bag, bag, bag, bag, bag, bag
Pay attention to these kids, I'm a bad dad
You thought that you pulled me, motherfucker, got the last laugh
Please forget you knew me, motherfucker, I'm on my path
Truth was written by 2gaudy.
Truth was produced by Guala Beatz.