Meech, Lord Felix, SAINT LYOR - Sprained Wrist Lyrics

Get it all nigga
Imma dog nigga
I got lost
Reinforce who you are nigga
Feel we all villains
And we all victims
Cause we kill for the cause that we want nigga
On my worst days
It's my birthdays
Shorty acting thirsty
Love my wordplay
Sinner be my first name
What the church say
Shit hit the fan
Gotta ask
Are you worried for me
Shit it's a crisis
Ask where my life went
Drink a whole bottle
Pinot Noir got me psychic
Woah, I'm the nicest
Stop with the hyping
How you gon' love
When you worried bout your mindset

Lost in the dust
Down when I'm up
You don't really care for me
Work till I'm numb
Meech one of one
Fighting through the pain you see

Talking Big Bank
Making hits, cop a whip
With a big frame
You to funky with yo money
What yo bitch think
Ima ball, till I fall
And my wrist sprain
And I feel drained

Talking Big Bank
Making hits, cop a whip
With a big frame
You to funky with yo money
What yo bitch think
Ima ball, till I fall
And my wrist sprain
And I feel drained

Run it up till the sun up
Don't ask me about no drama
I'm chasing the winner's mama
I wake up and I stare at images of Mike Jordan
Balling Out with his tongue out
Refused to love me then
Don't dap me up when I come out
Been around fakes
Proceeding to stay safe
Who I trust nay
Don't ask me about my day
The world in my hand I'm finna go put a stain on it
If they ain't hearing me, fuck it I'm MIA

Love lost, then it went downhill
Don't call, when I'm in my head
Love lost, then it went downhill
Don't call, when I'm in my head
You know how I feel about it
I don't even want to be around it
Don't call me when I'm in my head
Love lost when I get around you

Lost in the dust
Down when I'm up
You don't really care for me
Work till I'm numb
Meech one of one
Fighting through the pain you see

Talking Big Bank
Making hits, cop a whip
With a big frame
You to funky with yo money
What yo bitch think
Ima ball, till I fall
And my wrist sprain
And I feel drained

Talking Big Bank
Making hits, cop a whip
With a big frame
You to funky with yo money
What yo bitch think
Ima ball, till I fall
And my wrist sprain
And I feel drained

Get it all nigga
Imma dog nigga
I got lost
Reinforce who you are nigga
Feel we all villains
And we all victims
Cause we kill for the cause that we want nigga