text: Yeah, yeah
  In time, nigga sittin tired on the 45 on my high drive
  Headline, nigga, headline
  Sit back, get a headline, yeah
  Drop out when Im woozy 
  Low fade, took it Boosie 
  Treasure time for the booty 
  She make it slow, still movin
  Jan all out, suu-whooping 
  On my side like the Louis
  When its time, never truant 
  Never breathe matter where I be
  Write the hits, make a centerpiece 
  One million files what they sendin me 
  Tried em here, never let em leave
  Pray to God for the homies
  Its okay, yeah
  I cant feel my face, yeah 
  Its alright , its just some nights, mm 
  That I cant fight, yeah 
  Out of spite, uh
  She live her life, uh
  Its okay, uh 
  I cant feel my face 
  Sauce on my body, scoot up in Ferrari
  My drip hot like Sari, my jacket Safari
  She wanna put me on TV like Maury
  My face is numb from the codeine Im pouring
  She blow me up when Im busy, Im touring
  New city, new foreign, she called, Im ignoring
  She wanna be my lil new-new like Lauryn
  But thats just too boring, Im busy explorin girls on
  Handlebars, Percs, ménage à trois
  I dont want no pause, but them pills just touch the heart
  She defeat the odds when her feelings get massaged
  Ceiling full of stars, pop a pill and play your part
  Im Sauce
  Drop out when Im woozy 
  Low fade, took it Boosie 
  Treasure time for the booty 
  She make it slow, still movin
  Jan all out, suu-whooping 
  On my side like the Louis
  When its time, never truant 
  Never breathe matter where I be
  Write the hits, make a centerpiece 
  One million files what they sendin me 
  Tried em here, never let em leave
  Pray to God for the homies
  Its okay, yeah
  I cant feel my face, yeah 
  Its alright , its just some nights, mm 
  That I cant fight, yeah 
  Out of spite, uh
  She live her life, uh
  Its okay, uh 
  I cant feel my face