Stoicville

The same nigga that told me I had a hit
Charged me 300 to put it off in his mix
Now suicide lookin’ better than hittin’ a lick’Cause the whole time he knew that I was livin’ out my whip
But now I see him, and I can’t even take it’Cause he walk up to me and say boy I knew you was gunna make it
Like motherfucker, do you just not recall?
I needed help and you just left me sitting on my balls