Them roses come with thorns
But I would bleed for you
Whenever you need me to
This new generation is too scared of love
In awkward positions I fit like a glove
And I can't get enough
I get it up then get it done
I'm in love with the funds
Like a god damn banker
Tryna see some chips
Like a retired drinker
Flow with some words that you never even think of
I'm just tryna get the cash now, turn into a motherf*cking cash cow
I need a day one for me in the background
Take on the whole world, hold my back down
Like, I'm too old for all the kiddie shit
I guess in a sense, I lost my innocence
It's evident, I speak in present tense
Recant the past, f*ck sentencing
Like, I'm not the niggas you're used to
Treat you the way they refuse to
But this your choice to make
I'm tryna move tact
Like my nickname
3Eyore The Great
Don't got time for games
Tryna live life like royalty
Don't got time for games baby
Show me your true loyalty
Baby, I'm not one of your lineups
I'm not one of them
I won't dance for you like windups
I'm not one of them
I could drip you down fine China
Drip you down, down, down
Baby, you just gotta make your mind up
But that beds been made
You played those games
Placed those wages
Made yo changes
Now you on stage
Can you keep your claim
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright
What you gon' do
Shawty gotta choose
Peekaboo, who are you
How you gon' move
Can you tell me, bae
Is you just tryna ride a wave
Baby that's copy and paste
Don't got time for games
Tryna live life like royalty
Don't got time for games
Show me your true loyalty
I'm not one of your lineups
I won't dance for you like windups
I could drip you down fine china
Baby, you just gotta make your mind up