Leave Me - Steven Moses

I ain’t ever spent no money tryna fuck her

Heron on my waist, but the money never heal shit

I pop pills, can’t feel shit

(Money never, money never, money never heal shit)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)

I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her

Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew

Bitch, don’t even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit

Heron up my nose, relapse, can’t deal shit

And I’m still on a search for my purpose

'Cause working ain’t worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous

Said, I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her

Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew

Bitch, don’t even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit

Heron up my nose, relapse, can’t deal shit

And I’m still on a search for my purpose

'Cause working ain’t worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous

Said, I ain’t ever spend no money tryna flex

I just spend 800 on tech

She tryna fuck me, told her only want the neck

She tryna love me, but I only want respect

Ooh, I just wan' get to this fetty

Think I’m gon die, I ain’t ready, so I’m gon' sip plenty

I dropped a bean in my Henny

Drugs and money, I got plenty lbs and blue Benjies

Went from Levi’s to the Ksubis

How the fuck you gon' be hoeing then say please don’t use me?

Walkin' around with that wock on me

Remember I used to have that Glock on me

Need a jag, I need a watch on me, ooh

Feds hot, swear they watchin' me, ooh

Need a jag, I need a watch on me, ooh

Feds hot, I swear they watching me, uh

I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her

Heron on my waist, but the money never heal shit

I pop pills, can’t feel shit

(Money never, money never, money never heal shit)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy)

I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her

Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew

Bitch, don’t even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit

Heron up my nose, relapse, can’t deal shit

And I’m still on a search for my purpose

'Cause working ain’t worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous

Said, I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her

Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew

Bitch, don’t even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit

Heron up my nose, relapse, can’t deal shit

And I’m still on a search for my purpose

'Cause working ain’t worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous

Wake up wishin' I ain’t wake up

Fucked that ho, we never made love

Her face, it looked just like a angel

The type you fuck wit' with no makeup

Maybe our paths wasn’t meant to be crossed, I accept it if I lost

Know I’m blessed with how I think, also know that that’s a curse

Complexity of a god

Fuck, soon I’ll be in the limelight drugged out

Thinking 'bout nothing but money

Funny how only the people below me think they above me

Lowkey fuckin' love me, hoping with the best intent that I die

So they can take my place, 'cause they think I’m lucky

Damn, you really think it’s luck, G?

You can leave me or love me

I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her

Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew

Bitch, don’t even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit

Heron up my nose, relapse, can’t deal shit

And I’m still on a search for my purpose

'Cause working ain’t worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous

Said, I ain’t ever spend no money tryna fuck her

Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, ew

Bitch, don’t even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit

Heron up my nose, relapse, can’t deal shit

And I’m still on a search for my purpose

'Cause working ain’t worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous

Said, I ain’t ever spend no money tryna' fuck her

Heron on my waist, got bags on my face, yeah

Bitch don’t even ask me if this real

Balenciaga sneakers, use the money tryna heal shit

Smoke so much, pop pills, can’t feel shit

Heroin up my nose, relapse can’t deal shit

And I’m still on a search for my purpose

'Cause working ain’t worth it

And movin' all this work got me nervous, said