My ex said that I lack a filter,
In her eyes I'm just another selfish rapper
Trying to make it in this backwards business
Where you fuck your friends over for the leg up
They hit the strip club and spend your money, legs up
And justify it, saying you made her tuition
But she knows you filthy, and she always trust her intuition
Damn you smart girl, luckily I'm authentic
Lighting fire to my morals, a cynical arsonist
These women is all digits, ain't got the cash?
They don't want you
Unless your ceiling high, they treat you
Like a ceiling fan and leave you cold and dizzy
But my feelings fine, I ain't invest no emotion in her
Popped some pills, roller coasting with her
Babe, if you let them games go away
I can sure as hell try to make your pain go away
We both suffer from the same shit, well not really
Lost your innocence early, said your dad died at age six
You raised yourself huh? Well give your Mom credit
Even though I don't give mine credit,
I don't spend time with her
Yet somehow I'm with a different girl every night
Hoping I relate to them, shit nothing I can say to them
Except take it all off, need to feel you closer
You whisper in my ear, don't affection feel good?
Unaffected, but for some reason I respect you
So I nod, but you call me out like a girl should
Your life story inspires me to do better
Instead of constantly chasing the cheddar
I'm considering a career that maximizes my potential as a human
But that thought disappears soon as you step up in the room and
We get to doing what we do best, heh I think I'm using you
Or you using me, either way one of us is losing
And that shit is mad confusing, cause I ain't down to place two bets
Nah, I rather lock up my heart if you ain't the one girl
Uh, you gotta give it to me straight, don't play dumb girl
Uh, I know your type so well, you impress me at first
Then once the lesson is learned you snatch my heart out my chest
And leave my neck with them burns, your lips are toxic
While your fucking fingertips is locked up on that keyboard,
Tryin to kick some knowledge
Texting back and forth with some bigger options
Hold up, you look at men like some stock options
Cause you still scarred from your childhood
When your sister got the bigger stockings
And you refuse to feel that same pain again
And I don't blame you for it
I ain't trying to change you
But I ain't waiting for you to get bored
And go find a new favorite toy to go play with, nah
I rather replace you than give you the upper hand
Please tell me why I'd chase you if you fucking another man?
Wait, don't even answer that, it's not my place to ask you that
Damn I sound crazy, I mean where the fuck my standards at?
Call 911,oh no,no,no,no,no
Call 911
But you bought my heart too
Tryin to get a room
Call 911
Tryin to get a room
Call 911
But you bought my heart too
Call 911
But you bought my heart too
Call 911
Call 911
But you bought my heart too
Tryin to get a room
Call 911
But you bought my heart too
Thats why Im gonna tell