Cut, cut that *** up, man
We straight to the headphones?
Yeah
I'm tryna figure out a few things, I know you know
Lately, *** ain't even the same, I know you know it
Time and time, this *** be the same
I know you're wondering why I try again
Why I even try again
***in' in the back of the coupe, it feel like money
Them hoes, what's your something to do?
Don't even want them now
I ain't tryna *** up with you
I know you want a nigga all to yourself
It's hard to try to manage
Dropped you at the airport, feel different than my phone
This may be our last time, man, girl, I know you know
I got on G-Fazos, G-Fazos
And I'm running through these hoes
And I'm tryna find love in someone else
I ain't giving you half of me, that's just the only half that you see
All this partying and turning up, girl, it ain't me
And that's not you either, just someone you tryna be
Just get over the pain and over the things I made you even see
I'm so evil in your mind, I know that, yeah
I'm so evil in your mind, I know that, yeah
I'm a villain in your mind, and I know that, yeah
And I know I crossed the line, cause your sister hates me
Know your girlfriends try to convince you that you made me
Way before you knew me, I was stepping in Prada
Fast forward three years later, I'm worth more than your father
Point out my feelings on this 800 Sony, girl, yeah, yeah, yeah
Anytime I bring up your name, I say you're loyal
Heard you and I played a few games, oh, you not loyal now
Tell you that I put down the pills, and yet I'm coming down all over again
Down all over again
You the one that's searching for things and caused a problem
Everything you wanted to see, look here, you got them now
Not going back and forth with these games, I know you never want to double back
You never been the one to double back
Who's asking?
Ask me what I dropped just for a wife, man, who's asking?
If it was up to me, I'd be a *** hoes, get it back type of nigga
And I thought that's who I'd really be originally, but I love you
And a list of hoes I ***ed grew too long before I knew it
You was a breath of fresh air to me, *** took you in, but I blew it
The devil charged me, charged me over again, again, again
Yeah, fall in the Sprite, double cup the ice, time to give him new sauce
Double up, going big, running my own biz, I'm a boss
Half a mil on the pull-up with my t-shirt, came from Ross
R&B, but I'm strapped up, staying tapped in with my niggas, man
Shot a whole album out of Astros, came back seven figures
This is what I do every time, cause every time I'm a real nigga
I live different, I spill different, I'm rocking all brown down
Lacoste ***, it look like Gucci, though
So ice in the booth right now, I might *** around and go Gucci flow
Young nigga gone too crazy, put a Louis V on a straight jacket
Had a press play, you only get one of these, ain't no playback, yeah, yeah
Tell me what you lost, yeah, okay, let's get it back
I don't care whatever we had, let's deal, let's get it back
*** the games, if I text you, I love you, send it back