[** feat. Ortiz:] [Verse 1: Uh, I got bitches on my dick, I want'em there* Closet full of names, I don't wanna wear. Everybody got advice that I wanna hear, world in ya palm, But you wanna share, still, I'm followin' you. Are you leadin' me the weapons drawn? on her, but got me in bed alone. You say if you it, let it go. Nothin' set in stone, plus every rock they throw, I use as a stone. Got questions, say the answers better unknown. No I may not never see you, I should you never gone. So I break the mirror cause, it's showin' me is wrong. Grab hand and go along, cause I'm followin' you. Say I be pleased, what if I'm saddened? Always say I been through worse, if I haven't? But if that holds true, the lesson, If you keep your down, you might miss out on the blessing. Sing! I need the money, I don't need the fame. I don't need the lifestyle, I need the pain. I don't the clubs, I don't need the cars. None of really matters to me. I don't the bad bitch, I don't want the strain. I don't want the high, enough on the brain. I want whatevers gonna help me be sane, I just wanna your lead. 2:] You sayin', "follow my lead, follow, my lead" Brought me to my knees, she must holla at me. the world feel like swallowin' me, When every decision costly, and I ain't got a on me. Check it, I wanna pretend, I don't wanna live a lie. I don't wanna be judged, wanna be criticized. I dont wanna talk, if nothin' I say, Boy, I let'em get to know me, the more they runaway. And that, be your way of sayin' we should stay together. I know how to fuck it up, then I can make it better. I folk around me would learn to take it better, Instead of tryna change me, I been way forever. will reveal, more will be shown. You pushed it, I thought the door on it's own. But uh, what caused it, livin' a dream, Nothin' in this world enough to pause it. Sing! I don't need the money, I don't the fame. I don't the lifestyle, I don't need the pain. I need the clubs, I don't need the cars. of that really matters to me. I don't want the bad bitch, I want the strain. I don't want the high, shit on the brain. I want whatevers gonna help me be sane, I just wanna your lead. 3:] Sayin' "follow my lead, follow, my lead." Cig in my mouth, perscription by me. And when I think you might be making a mistake, I may not know the destination but I it there safe. Check it, when I feel I can't get weaker, uh You always and make a cameo or feature. I'm good with my insanity and Cause Pac's from heaven saying "They ain't understand me neither" Alotta times you me exposed, And laugh at me, still I could be in control. me weather the storm, altogether I ain't norm. Cause I always disagree, though you never been wrong. Listen, I was nearly unstoppable, And now I'm what appeared to be impossible. Feeling unimportant enough to to bother you. But I'm down alone nigga, all I got is you. I don't need the money, I need the fame. I don't need the lifestyle, I don't the pain. I don't need the clubs, I need the cars. None of that really to me. I don't the bad bitch, I don't want the strain. I don't the high, enough shit on the brain. I don't want whatevers help me be sane, I just follow your lead. [Female Uh, my lead. Ohhh, my lead. [Joell (Check it, YAOWA) I fit it all in a 16, The night I was tipsy, And all bullets just missed me. The day they the block, I was strapped, but they frisk me. Why I ain't that stripper? Don't ask, and now she B. The drop on that jewelry for 50. And I backed out last like "nah, this shit look risky" One of my dead, the other one in pikipsy? 'nother one in the feds, he'll be there until sixty. I wanna you for the blessings and the gifts. And the and the messages they left, I get the drift. the cheddar or whatever, it don't measure up to this. I mean, did I ever not remember you exsist. I hop up out my bed, here's together, And our wish, is you is from the heart, my chest, you let it tick. I love you from my soul, every spiritual molecule. Fuck twitter, all a nigga gotta do is you. I don't need the money, I don't the fame. I don't need the lifestyle, I need the pain. I don't need the clubs, I need the cars. None of really matters to me. I don't want the bad bitch, I want the strain. I don't want the high, shit on the brain. I don't want whatevers help me be sane, I just follow your lead.