Got to do what I got to do, yeah Uh, all my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait Or they go to Georgia State where tuition is handled By some random nigga that live in Atlanta that she only see when she feels obligated Admitted it to me the first time we dated but she was no angel and we never waited I took her for sushi she wanted to *** so we took it to go told him don't even plate it And we never talked too much after I blew up just only hello her Happy but later than I think I text her and told her I made it And that's when she text me and told me she prayed it And that's when I text her and told her I love her Then right after text her and told her I'm faded She asked what have I learned since getting richer I learned working with the negatives could make for better pictures I learned Hennessy and enemies is one hell of a mixture Even though it's ***ed up girl I'm still ***ing with you Damn is it the fall time for me to revisit the past As women have called us out to drive this liquor involved And stories to tell we've been through it all Interviews are like confessions get the *** up out my dressing room Confusing me with questions like Do you love this ***? Are you high right now? Do you ever get nervous? Are you single? I heard you *** your girl is it true? You getting money? You think them niggas you with is with you? And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah *** right, ***ing right, alright And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah *** right, ***ing right, alright So much for being optimistic They say love is in the air so I Hold my breath till my face turn purple Keep a few bad bitches in my circle My nuts hang like ain't no curfew Bitch if you wave then I will serve you I flew jet she flew commercial but we still met Later that night after my session she came over I was aggressive and she was sober I gave her a pill she started confessing and started undressing And asked me to hold her and so I did But that was last month and now she's texting me asking for closure Damn she say this *** gon' catch up to me I keep tissue paper We eat each other whenever we at the dinner table She say she hate that she love me and she wish I was average *** sometimes I wish the same and I wish she wasn't married Promises, I hope I never break them Met a female dragon, had a fire conversation But, interviews are like confessions Get the *** up out my bedroom confusing me with questions like Do you love this ***? Are you high right now? Do you ever get nervous? Are you single? I heard you *** your girl, is it true? You getting money? You think the niggas you with is with you? And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah *** it right, *** it right, alright And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah *** it right, damn right, alright And we say hell yeah, hell yah, hell yeah *** it right, *** it right, alright And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah *** it right, damn right, alright Ah yeah, yeah, yeah Ah yeah, yeah, yeah