Deadbeat

Row of baddies
Daddy issues
Taking Xany, **** ll kill you
All my crew
Always miss you
RIP
You know I miss you
I love them **** boys
Sip on that lean
****em all
To the indie iron
Love the gold teeth
Saying 'all me'
Didnt know the whole me
Boy, I was a beast
Imma leave you
Imma leave you like a deadbeat
Imma leave you
Imma leave you like a deadbeat
Imma leave you like a deadbeat
Dead
None of my crew got a father figure
But all of my crew make a father figure
The bigger the figure
The more that they listen
They listen and figures
They seeing a vision
Young Oprah on the track
Singing peppermints just like
All the money daddy sent them to the track
Now, Im talking on this track
Tell you where Im really at
What that mean
Ive been hanging, building
Now Ill never call you back
Imma leave you
Imma leave you like a deadbeat
Imma leave you
Imma leave you like a deadbeat
Imma leave you like a deadbeat
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
Imma leave you like a deadbeat
Dead
Dead
Dead
Imma leave you like a deadbeat
Back at it with my bae
Back at it with my bae
Back at it with my bae
So Imma leave you like a deadbeat
Dead