Lyrics:

(I love the hills)
Uh, uh, uh
Yeah

I didn't believe ’til I start seeing signs
Why did you call me? I was doing fine
Tell me that you proud of me
Help these demons out of me
Sometimes I hate when you be honest
We put on mink coats in the summer
Three different bank accounts
Numbers I can't announce

Everything new, jewelry at least weigh a ton
Ain't talking food, but I just smoked the restaurants
Four model bitches, they all look like Bernice
Four model bitches, they all came for me
Employed shooters and they all get advances
Blood on that money and we still rubber band it
Got a page of niggas I wanna kill, I used to love hard
Sometimes I wanted some more Dallas like the Cowboys
I keep buying Balenciaga, it’s fuckin' up my socks
Like I'm tryna shoot over Yao Ming, I'm tryna dodge the block
Stay away from love and I get closer to the critics
I ride with 50s, I got Floyd beefin' with me
Scars, fame, pain, name it
Once I get in the game, change it
Yeah, your love is overrated
So tell me I'm the greatest
Thinking quick, we made it off decisions
Put up wit' my lifestyle, I live different
On drugs from last night, I still feel it
He told me don't love him and I was in the mirror
Won’t walk away, I’ma just step aside
Now kinda confusing, is it domestic violence?
No liquor, I'm chasin’ codeine
Fucked her in A. McQueen, patience is everything
Still got the plug on the pints in case that my music stop streaming
Rap niggas know they my sons, I'm thinking 'bout moving to Phoenix
In a million different ways
Shit, you made my heart break, cold
Tote magazines, but they don't know how to read
I’m in my bag, like groceries

I didn't believe 'til I start seeing signs
Why did you call me? I was doing fine
Tell me that you proud of me
Help these demons out of me
Sometimes I hate when you be honest
We put on mink coats in the summer
Three different bank accounts
Numbers I can't announce