What's the matter with your smile?
It's been like three hours, you ain't say nothin' to me in a while
We starin' at a wall
Tell me what's on your mind?
You sittin' right there makin' up shit
I can see right through your lies
And I'ont really play with that shit
How am I supposed to do this?
Feeling like they don't understand
Feeling like im so clueless
But all I wanna do it spend these bands
Babygirl we been through this:
Im different than them, yeah I'm the man
They ain't even getting close to me man
When you at the top, no one holds your hand
Now im at the top, no one holdin' my hand
She off drugs, white sand
She want fun, might dance
Flight too long, two xans
She said "look at me yeah, no hands"
I want a good hoe yeah, no fans
Your new man, yeah he lame
He flex but can't relate
Like who do you think you're foolin'?
These flicks all from the same night
I cant tell why you do it
And that fit ain't it, you ain't play it right
Keep talkin' bout me, no stress
First quarter player, I ain't got no rest
This is my shot, man f*ck a heat-check
Don't need no stripes, I'll serve this tech
Like, how am I supposed to do this?
Feeling like they don't understand
Feeling like im so clueless...
What's the matter with your smile?
It's been like three hours, you ain't say nothin' to me in a while
We starin' at a wall
Tell me what's on your mind?
You sittin' right there makin' up shit
I can see right through your lies