Now Or Never

(Yo, Vicky)
(Xclusive made this)

Diamonds dancing, automatic
Bust alone but stuck in sadness
I made it out without the box and the grave, somehow that still don't matter
I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder
Sometimes I feel like I be hustling backwards
I don't need trust, that for a bitch or a nigga, tell 'em stay out my way

Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried, I would prolly be a millionaire (Yeah)
I would prolly be a trillionaire (Oh)

Two double cups and Adderall, sometimes I feel like I finally done lost it
Gotta pay the cost to be the boss so I'm like, "What it's gon' cost?"
Most of these niggas filled with flaws so I don't want 'em around me
These bitches easily give up drugs and I'd be damned if they clown me
I need a bitch who want for me like, fuck that, get her a round trip
B and stick right by the tree like we don't want 'em around him
These bitches all for you and me, she eat the meat then she outta here
I spit my life all on these beats to see if you feel how I feel
Why the fuck I'm seeking for your love if I'm not loving myself?
After you leave, I'm just gon' thug, I don't want nobody else
We watch them bleed all in the streets, he play with us then it's death
I need that Percocets just like a smoker need meth
We ain't murked 'em yet but you gon' see he going under my belt
I can't keep fucking with lil' shawty, shit ain't good for my health
Palm Angel denim, Mike Amiri, only thing that I wear
Boy, you a snake that's filled with venom, up and aim at your hair

Diamonds dancing, automatic
Bust alone but stuck in sadness
I made it out without the box and the grave, somehow that still don't matter
I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder
Sometimes I feel like I be hustling backwards
I don't need trust, that for a bitch or a nigga, tell 'em stay out my way

Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried, I would prolly be a millionaire (Yeah)
I would prolly be a trillionaire (Oh)

I cut you off without no scissors
Tell me why the fuck lil' shawty keep callin'?
It's different levels to the system, on my own, I've been balling
Clutching my metal, tinted windows, five percent when I'm rolling
Trapping ain't dead, these niggas scared, I'm tryna bust it wide open
Right now, shit moving slow motion, but I can't trip
I'm steady pouring out my pain in this soda potion, I sell
The glizzy gang, don't ever ask if I'm toting, it's on my hip
60 Gang, I really love, rich and rolling, but you ain't real
I got a fetish for them hoes who don't love me, whole time you in it for them fucking racks
I see y'all niggas be fucking with niggas, knowing they some fucking rats
I see y'all niggas be loving women, be fucking when they turn their back
And we on go when I turn on the map, my heart so cold and I can't even cap

Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried, I would prolly be a billionaire (Yeah)
I would prolly be a billionaire (Oh)

Diamonds dancing, automatic
Bust alone but stuck in sadness
I made it out without the box and the grave, somehow that still don't matter
I got this codeine stuck inside my bladder
Sometimes I feel like I be hustling backwards
I don't need trust, that for a bitch or a nigga, tell 'em stay out my way

Oh, I swear that if I had a dime for every time I cried, I would prolly be a millionaire (Yeah)
I would prolly be a trillionaire (Oh)