Company Lyrics

Never in my life I had a hand to feed me

Used to push the Yota Camry like a Lamborghini

Only time I ever trip is out to Santorini

With some bitches eatin lobster and some fettuccine

My money piling I'ma stack it up

I learned to always chase a bag so when it calls I never pass it up

I want so much it takes a couple days to add it up

Then take me out like half of it and flip it like a spatula

Now these hoes all on me just like the bachelor

On a mission daily I feel like Perry the platypus

Ridin in the whip with the choppa up in the passenger

Smoking on the purp has to stuff the Russians with lavender

Everyday I'm workin never had an empty calendar

Always on the move

The definition of a traveler

Trynna find my haters just to hit em with a caliber

When I pull all these niggas try to dodge me like a challenger

Yeah

This ain't shit I ever stress over

I just save the beat for later like some leftovers

Yeah I'm spiritual but I'm still with that gun play

Pull up on these pest niggas

Hit em with that bug spray

Now they see me takin off

I'm skirtin down the run way

We ain't doin round trips

I'm only goin one way

I'm the type to catch a body then go out to sun gaze

You gotta learn to focus on yourself

If you want change

Me and God is close we always havin lunch dates

We be givin updates on all the moves I must make

I know that I make mistakes

I'm focused on this one thing

Trials and tribulations did me bad so I must say

Tell me what you want from me

I don't have no love in me

You just want my company

You won't get enough from me

Everybody's judging me

Why is my life troubling

Ive got too much drugs in me

It's a long road to recovery

I don't wanna overdose

Perkies fucking up the chromosomes

Nowadays depression is the only thing I only know

Bottle after bottle fill the cup up til it overflows

Head spinnin I don't think that I'll be goin home

Yeah

These niggas cappin like Pinocchio

Everywhere I go I got that drake on me like OVO

Got magazines and bands I'm feeling like The Rolling Stones

Came a long way

I was trappin out the mobile home

I don't feel like holdin on

Feelin like I'm so alone

I need therapy

Cause in a world a lies I'm looking for some clarity

The ones who say they care for me was never even there for me

Put this on everything

I'll blow up like some kerosine

I've been grindin wearily until the day they burry me

Do it for the fam

But growin up I never had one

Why they making life hard

Especially for the black ones

Paper chasing day dreamin daily til the cash comes

I don't need your two sense cause that shit doesn't add up

I know that I make mistakes

I'm focused on this one thing

Trials and tribulations did me bad so I must say

Tell me what you want from me

I don't have no love in me

I don't want your company

You won't get enough from me

Every one keeps judging me

Why is my life troubling

I've got all these drugs in me

A long way from recovery