too much on my mind

Yeah, yeah
Missed call on my phone, I've been in my zone
I've been in my bag, doin' it on my own
I know I'm wrong
I' m on the grind, I ain't been home
She don't understand, she think I'm wrong
I got too much on my mind, she think I'm stoned
I got too many racks, she think I'm on
I got too many racks inside my home
I'm the greatest
I wasn't 'posed to make it but I made it

How he drop once a year? They waitin'
Know these f*ck n*ggas mad, and they hate it
Louis V my fragrance, I done waited patient
Being broke hurt my heart, I couldn' t take it
Being broke hurt my heart, I had to face it
Had to lead with my heart, I couldn't fake it
Think they bitches bad, I think they basic
You can keep them bags, I can replace 'em
Hard times made it what it made me

We on the run like never before, this sh*t amazing, hey
Love, faded off my drug
She just wanna club, I just wanna f*ck
I don't hang, I don't claim, I just run it up
In my own lane, own gang, they ain't nothin ' like us
Dope boy, trap n*gga, millionaire demeanor
I be workin' these tracks now, she think I'm a singer
Don't be comparin' me to no n*gga, naw, naw
I don't need 'em, I'm just sayin'
'Cause this sound that I got could fill arenas, I'm just sayin'
All these racks that I got, could get Serena, I'm just sayin'
This Spanish b*tch I just got look like Selena, I'm just sayin'
Whole lot of money, I don't need her, I'm just sayin'

Yeah
Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah
Yeah, baby...