Materialistic Pain

I, I'll never try that thing again that they call love
 (Ayy, pull up Lam)
 I can't even lie lately, I been
 I, I been caught up in my thoughts, shawty
 Don't think, don't, don't think I'm changing on you
 Tell 'em crank up the 'vette
 Middle of the street, Hellcat Camaro, we racing
 I remember the time when you turned your
 Back on your dawg, I was locked in them cages
 Now I got a bag full of racks
 Finna call up a jet, take a trip out to Vegas
 If rapping don't work then it's back to the
 Trappin', the kitchen cabinet that what payed us
 All these hoes, money, cars, clothes, VVs, and diamonds
 Might be the number one reason dude in the slums can't even find love
 Out of all them flowers that's gon' grow in
 The garden, it's one blue rose in the garden
 My heart so close to the projects, I just pray they keep it solid
 Ayy, ayy, I smoked a pound of some weed in a day
 I feel like I need another one
 I caught a case for this tool on my waist
 But I got out and got me another gun
 She kept on tellin' lies to my face
 I left when she told me another one
 When I look in the mirror, can see no one realer
 I sit back and hand me another one
 I wanna run it way way up, we gon' stack it tall like the dinosaurs
 If you see it and want it, you know you could get it
 I buy the things you ain't half afford
 Me and Dodo shopping in designer stores
 Drowning deep in the water, no diving board
 Shining bright like a diamond she can't afford
 Every day I be grindin' to get on Forbes
 All these hoes, money, cars, clothes, VVs, and diamonds
 Might be the number one reason dude in the slums can't even find love
 Out of all them flowers that's gon' grow in
 The garden, it's one blue rose in the garden
 My heart so close to the projects, I just pray they keep it solid
 I don't care 'bout no model, they borin'
 I be fuck on that ghetto lil' bitch wearing Jordans
 Ayy, if I catch a opp then I'm scoring
 Let them shots out the car, window tint it's a foreign
 Living life on the road, bitch, I'm touring
 Ain't nobody came round, took my like out humungous
 I done told 'em one time it's your warning
 A nigga run up then I'm bustin' his dome in
 I don't have a clue why she want me
 I should've been grindin', got caught up in romance
 Shawty come change the climate
 I want a Wockhardt put a line in the potion
 Call this shit perfect timing
 Patek Phillipe and the Audemar, bitch, it's frozen
 Say they look but can't find me
 I'm on the Southside crying tears in the ocean
 All these hoes, money, cars, clothes, VVs, and diamonds
 Might be the number one reason dude in the slums can't even find love
 Out of all them flowers that's gon' grow in
 The garden, it's one blue rose in the garden
 My heart so close to the projects, I just pray they keep it solid