Show Me Off Video (MV)

Aye I ain't tryna see you lonely baby I ain't with it
Me and you started some things that's only right we finish
Them other niggas tune you out but I'm the type to listen
I only treat you like a trophy cause I'm used to winning

You at your friend house drinking wine toasting to new beginnings
I sent a text let's hit the penthouse try a new position
You said you'd come but you ain't show, you left that Uber sittin
Man, f*ck your friends you love them hoes you should move in with em

Now who you kidding you trippin' and I am too
I'm taking a different route only saying it if it's true
I just kept my mouth shut when you played me for the fool
And not to mention all them times you left me hanging like a noose

I spent hours at your spot I spent days in the booth
I sent a pound to your spot and I'm a blaze it with you too
Told you shoot for the stars cause I'm aiming for them too
Cupid shot you with the arrow now he's aiming for me too

But I'm ducking, I can't fall in love, gotta get this rapping on
I won't be there in the morning gone before the crack of dawn
My last bitch was a Gemini, left her for a Capricorn
She pissed me off I broke my phone and now I'm at the Apple Store

You say you ain't chasing me cause you never go after boys
I got 20 missed calls so tell me who you capping for
Picked you up, you was on the corner like Lattimore
But now you got it all girl what you asking for

She told me, way too many hours, I get lonely
Every time I see you, I get comfy
I don't wanna feel like I'm a trophy for you
And you don't have to show me love

I'm sick of always calling, calling
You don't need to show me love
If you won't be there in the morning, morning

I'm smoking dope call me dopey I'm treating you like a trophy

You flyer than them helicopters, R.I.P. to Kobe
I'm trying not to fall short honestly you know me
Take you on the golf course you can light the stogie
Way too many cowards, way too many cowards

Aye tell these rappers game over mama hit the showers
You hit that backward only once you said that shit was sour
Last three holidays I showed up to your crib with flowers
What could it be you so unique there's something different about you

Them other bitches too plain like when they hit the towers
You wanna have a mini-me, but this ain't Austin Powers
Aye f*ck my whip just to see you I would walk for hours
Aye I'm the rapper this ain't show tunes

You know I put a show on, and I don't mean to show you off
But damn girl you so bomb you know I get impatient
I can only wait for so long, you're something out this world
Girl you're so gone, yeah, yeah, yeah

Way too many hours, I get lonely
Every time I see you, I get comfy
I don't wanna feel like I'm a trophy
Flyer, you don't have to show me off

I'm sick of all these callin', callin
You don't need to show me off
If you won't be there in the mornin', mornin', mornin