Yeah, Aye
Well it's 11:59
And these thoughts they roam my mind
I think of you
I think way back, back
To a better time
When a time
When we didn't fight
And the feeling was real light
We use to sit on the phone
Like every single night
And cake-up
You use to put on your make-up
And talk about our future
When we're grown and we're laid up
But sorry that ain't happen
I moved on to better things
I got rings and some chains
And I copped a new range
Swerving out, out the lane
I know purple and that pink
Sipping on, dirty soda
And there's yoda in my pants
What you think nigga?
You thought a nigga was stressed?
You thought a nigga lived his life real depressed?
I'm on my own
And I'm tryna climb up all these steps
And when I'm eight-teen
I promise that I'll be moving west
I tried to tell my bestfriend
Play these niggas like chess
Because we stupid
Don't look forward
They just look at your chest
Like what? (Stringbeanbaby)
Nigga they don't give a f*ck
They just really wanna f*ck
They just tryna' get a nut
Trust me I know first-hand
Girl that use to be my plan
Play-in bitches like sand
I just hope you understand
Baby this is how it goes
Your heart's way colder
Than winter when it snows
And it's all the same
It's all the same
Everything's the same
And I feel the pain (Yeah)