Runnin′ Through My Weed Like, Yeah Runnin' Through My
Weed Like, Yeah Runnin′ Through My Weed Like, Yeah
Well, Well, Well, Well, Well, Well, Well, Well
One, Two, Been Thinking Long And Hard This Morning
Three, Four, It's Hard To Focus When A Nigga's
On It I Been Tryna Balance All This On
My Plate I Ain′t Tryna Be Lying To Your
Face You Can Do Better Than That Something I
Need To Share Before You Rest Here I Know
That You Gave Your Best Here But I Can′t
Figure Out What's Next Here I Pray To
God I Don′t Have To Pay For Not Knowing
This World Is New To Me, I Do Not
Know It My Pride Never Wanted You To Know
This Sometimes I Just Wanna Be Alone And
Either Way I Gotta Go, Woah, Oh When It
Comes To Cutting Ties, Girl, I'm Like A Pro,
Woah, Woah I Tell You What You Wanna Know,
Oh, Woah You′re Prolly Better On Your Own, Oh,
No Girl, You Know I'm Movin′ Through That
Thang At The Speed Of Light Rollin' On The
Street Like This Gon' Be What You Want It
To Be Like Won′t Lie, You Been On My
Brain Right, Charge It To The Game Right Girl,
We Know That Nothing Is The Same, Right
Five, Six, Times That I Shoulda Had That Convo,
Yeah Seven, Eight, Could You Be Gone By Tomorrow?
Hydroplanin′ Tryna Pump My Brakes I Don't Wanna Make
It Look Like I Ran Away You Could Do
Better Than I Something You Need To Know,
You Gotta Let Go You Throwin′ A Fit And
That's Old Don′t Be Steppin' On My Prestos
I Pray To God I Don′t Have To Pay
For Not Knowin' This World Is New To Me,
I Do Not Know It My Pride Never Wanted
You To Know This Sometimes I Wanna Be Alone
And Either Way I Gotta Go, Woah, Oh,
Yeah When It Comes To Cuttin' Ties, Girl, I′m
Like A Pro, Woah, Woah I Tell You What
You Wanna Know, Oh, Woah You′re Prolly Better On
Your Own, Oh, No Either Way I Gotta
Go, Woah, Oh When It Comes To Cuttin' Ties,
Girl, I′m Like A Pro, Woah, Woah I Tell
You What You Wanna Know, Oh, Woah You're Prolly
Better On Your Own, Oh, No One, Two,
Been Thinkin′ Long And Hard This Morning Three, Four,
It's Hard To Focus When A Nigga′s On It
Five, Six, Times That I Shoulda Had That Convo,
Yeah Seven, Eight, Could You Be Gone By Tomorrow?