LUCKI - Root of All lyrics

This is a high quality film, right?
Yo, yo, yo, ayy, ayy

That's incredible, I move like
The weather do, ayy
Where we been tonight? Make
Up something special boo, ayy
You call him your shooter, I know
Him, he'll tell on you, ayy
What that bread'll do, I change
Like the weather do, ayy
I got thin blood, I go
Where the weather cool, ayy
I'm on big drugs, I'm
Leaning with healthy food, ayy
Dude, what is love, your
Family is vultures too, ayy
You call me your brother, I
Call you a lesson learned, ayy
I smoke cookie pack, my
Homie be sneaking home, ayy
Should've took it back, I lose
It, not coming home, ayy
Feel I'm turning back, ayy
Feel like going wrong, ayy
Go get me some spins, ayy
Go make me some spins ayy
Sick of making friends, bow to
Me and make amends, ayy
Sick of fast cars
Big Suburban with no friends
That's a bad broad
Count more money than my friends
Belly foggy day, never sunny in this Benz
Ayy keep that far away, more
Money, they disappear, ayy
I'm one call away, but don't hit
Me, I'm here in spirit, ayy
I call day to day, the further
You get more weird, ayy, woah
Yo, yo, ayy, what that bread'll do
I hope you get better, dude
Uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, what that bread'll
Do, I hope you get better, boo
Ayy, niggas sad business, that pity
Might pay for you, ayy
She not into drugs, oh, what
I'm just special, boo, ayy
I'm not into clubs them lights just
Is round you, ayy, woah, ayy
What that bread'll do
What that bread'll do what that, yo

Real mud sipping though, haha