Actin' Up

(album: Good On It All - 2019)

Man you acting crazy right now

Dropping singles like I'm single
Shawty so fine, I'm tryna come thru and mingle
Couple years I might be rich
Couple years might snag yo bitch
Couple years I'm off this shit
Couple beers I'm off the 5th
Smoke a cig to numb my throat
Don't give a fuck if I'm about to perform
No one showed, just me 'n my bros
Some came close to falling thru
New York streets at 2 am
Acting quite a fool with my main men
No one knew we were coming but we went right in
Trenton pulled up at 4 am
The sun was rising when I fell asleep
Drank every single fucking night that week
Drug use was at another peak
The room still spinning, can't see my feet
Passed out every night that week
Slept up on the couch every night that week
Got more fucked up than I should speak

I'm actin quite a fool
Let a couple bad bitches into my thoughts
Quite a way to kill the mood
I ain't mad at you, I'll call you in a minute
My love starts to diminish
Don't talk just let me finish
Boston, Brooklyn, Trent and Philly
Prelude to the beginning
We ain't even get our feet wet
Just the tip she got me freaking
Talking to these women reminds me why I didn't

Yeah, fucked up
I'ma swerve into the curb, pass the bowl
Yeah you heard that the boys
Acting up for the weekend
These bitches got me pressed
When I'm off that shit
Hit me up I'm in your city but it's just for the night
Baby come and take a step into my life
Let me have you for a ride, let me show you how I die
Mask the pain with some liquor over ice
No don't look me in my eyes
You don't wanna pay the price
And the whip smells of gasoline
Not the legal kind, we blowing hella tree
We retreat inside when the sun arrives
And it's another night of getting right and ready
To hit the fucking road again
Shouts out to my family
Some may see them more as friends
But really, I would do it all again
They kept me a buck fitty
Even when my heart was broken
Even when my heart was broken

I'm actin quite a fool
Let a couple bad bitches into my thoughts
Quite a way to kill the mood
I ain't mad at you, I'll call you in a minute
My love starts to diminish
Don't talk just let me finish
Boston, Brooklyn, Trent and Philly
Prelude to the beginning
We ain't even get our feet wet
Just the tip she got me freaking
Talking to these women reminds me why I didn't

Yo man, it's like 3 in the afternoon. What the fuck are you doing man? Wake the fuck up. I got this wood roll man, I'm tryna act the fuck up, you feel me? Yeah

Yo, sorry I mussed your call. Haven't really been feeling myself lately, but um, you know fuck it. I got some bud, and another wood roll too. So we should probably get to this fucking act up. You know what I'm sayin'?