New bitch
Stood up by the red house
When we gon' end up in a real house
Told her don't be mad I'm gon get out
I don't really know how to feel about
I keep going crazy how I feel about
Us in the middle of this new storm
Bitch did a dance and we here now
Well you keep asking your questions
And I'll keep dodging them questions
You know you'll never get rest then
And Im just forming my weapons
If this storm ends in a bad life
I know you won't let me nest in
All the pretty things won't mean shit
Is it really love if it's me then
How you gon go in your bag and make me feel
I know this real
And you know this real
Turn that spotlight on me and make me feel
You know I hate that feeling
'Cuz I don't wanna feel