Motel 666

I'm very proud of you
315 we doin' this shit, we gon' change the world
Proud of you, mother****er
Things ran dry, no blood to bleed
Gave you everything then you ****in' leave
I don't want your goddamn apology
Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me
Put the blame on me
Blew the whole advance, I went back to broke
Motel 6 feet below
Spent it on a chain and designer clothes
Nothin' in the bank, but I still got hoes
I spent it on my old friends
Never mix business with emotions, uh
Backstabbed by the ones I kept closest, uh
Hit the potion, three-wheel motion
Yeah, my luck ran short, Gary Coleman
Ayy, twelve bands, run and stack that, yeah, yeah
Things ran dry, no blood to bleed
Gave you everything then you ****in' leave
I don't want your goddamn apology
Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me
Everybody kept callin', I had to change my line
Don't ask how I'm doin' 'cause I'm doin' just fine
Feel it in my chest, feel it in my spine
Goin' through withdrawals, I got money on my mind
Ayy, twelve bands, run and stack that, stack that, stack that
Things ran dry, no blood to bleed
Gave you everything then you ****in' leave
I don't want your goddamn apology
Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me
Things ran dry, no blood to bleed
Gave you everything then you ****in' leave
I don't want your goddamn apology
Blew the whole bag, put the blame on me
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
(One, two)
(One, two, three, go)
Get the **** out my face, lil' *****
I'ma come back hard and write on my wrist
No more handouts, I ain't givin' shit
Suck my ****