I'm tryna be perfect but i'm not, oh gawd
They just want a night with the boy
They better get in line
I told that girl, stay live-vee, yeah
They don't want to know about how I go
Off in the AM to the AM
Yeah I know we fucked
But we better off just staying friends
Keep in touch
Niggas ain't hit my phone
When i was down on my luck
Talking to the cashier
Two tone, cashmere
Just like fifty songs, then I told em it's a off year
That's too chatty
Girlfriend don't like the clothes I'm buying
November, now he cold how this shit finna go
I would apply some pressure
But you not in my control
Never worried bout the next man
That's not us
Fuck a Uncle Sam we gon' have to band up
Lying to a bitch, cause she ain't ridin' for me
Get myself together, cause I fall too easy
Life's not easy, don't gotta be a lawyer
I got the bars I need
She geeked' up like Christmas Eve
All ten's in my section please
She wet we ain't even speak
There can't be no hoe in me
Let that motherfucker breathe
Niggas giving illivised opinions like I need it
Bro we got the same ansetors
Why are we beefing
She be on the Gram' showin' way more than clevage
Tryna give me a reason
Playing with these racks like I'm Venus
Playing with these racks like a tier
She playing with my balls, Cavalier
Told em' ima shine, Chandelier
He want this lil clout, ha, here hollon'
My bro do alot of things I can't condone
He gotta do whatever keep them lights on
Now he got us walking on a tightrope
We can send this shit up with our eyes closed