911

Eh, eh
Eh

I’m getting soft, I’ve fallen in love
Call 911, I think a gangster’s fallen in love
Of course, you’re asking questions, you say it’s Dems
Never, O.G. smokes, makes that cash
Money, thinking of nothing else, but
I’m getting soft, I’ve fallen in love
Call 911, I think a gangster’s fallen in love
Hollywood, I’m making movies, dreaming with my eyes wide open
I’m high, oh God, no, I’m losing it
The drugs are tight, a blunt, I take a big hit
Oh God, I think I’m getting soft, I’ve fallen in love
Call 911, I think a gangster’s fallen in love
I’m getting soft, I’ve fallen in love
Call 911, I think a gangster’s fallen in love

Love, love
Love, love
Love, love
Love, love

Okay, go tell mama you met the man of your dreams
Little punchline, kinda romantic, I think that’s it
Splash on the lips, glad to be alive
My lifestyle, splashing on cups in the palace
For you, I’d even sell some weed, yeah
For you, I’d even talk to the cops, no, I’m not lying (no)
For you, I’d stop putting it in the stash, yeah
For you, I think I could say you’re my girl when I’m out
Damn, I’m getting soft, I’ve fallen in love
Call 911, I think a gangster’s fallen in love
I’m getting soft, I’ve fallen in love
Call 911, I think a gangster’s fallen in love

Love, love
Love, love
Love, love
Love, love

Damn, I’m getting soft, I’ve fallen in love