Give U the Moon

Baby, I could give u the moon

You know he can't do what I do

Yeah, It's true

Girl, I think I'm dyin' real soon

We could die in my room

Me and you

I'ma keep you in mind

While I drive right by

Say goodbye to the nice guy

I'm wastin' my time

Givin' you rhymes

You gotta give me a dime

Before I do that again

And I ain't trippin', I'm high

In the trunk of the Benz

Is where my women reside

Where my women will die

I ain't got no friends

And I don't listen to y'all

I'm equipped for the fall

And the winter and all

When the summer come

I'ma have enough to get the fuck out

I could buy a truck and

Drive that motherfuckin' truck out Trynabuy luck

If you don't die that means you lucked out

I ain't tryna fuck

I see the moon and bug the fuck out