Don't say you miss me when it's your fault I'm gone!
I got enemies, I got a lotta enemies. Got a lotta people tryna drain me of my energy.
I'm mischievous, but I'm calculated.
The girl or the world, you see someone gotta lose. I thought I could have it all, do I really gotta choose?
I swear these niggas gassed up, even though the price is high. I could own half as much clothing and be twice as fly.
Everybody got a deal, I did it without one