Curtains Video (MV)

She say it's her fault
She's taking credit for all my work
And I can tell the truth, but when I do you leavin hurt
And I know two things never work, me and you and that's for sure
And I know you was never hurt, you painting pictures on the low
I know blue strips never work, and then my feelings never hurt
I used to always ask for rides, but now my whip come with some curtains
I get hot inside my city, be the first to make it out
All my dawgs stuck in the jam, I pray to God they make it out
I pray to God I figure it out, cause I don't know
And I just hit a shopping spree, filled up two carts up at the gun store
And they said it's all for me, ain't no room to bring not one more
And then she asked wassup with me, then I told her leave me alone
Look you can run it up with me, long as you running up them checks
And you was never there for me, so much to get up off my chest
And I was never up for peace, don't leave his body unprotected
Wasn't nobody there for me, so nobody getting accepted
I'm coming different, you slide for me, I slide for you
They leave you missing, if I'm with menace shake the room
I catch a flight, to duck the rumors, I'm turning up the truth
Gotta shake back before I lose it, I'm back before you knew
Said I'm acting like you don't exist, well why you tripping
Thought I was the one you never missed
I'm acting different, said you need your space, so come and chill
Your spot's reserved, I promise, don't give a f*ck about them diamonds
And something I can't escape
She say it's her fault
She's taking credit for all my work
And I can tell the truth, but when I do you leavin hurt
And I know two things never work, me and you and that's for sure
And I know you is never hurt, you painting pictures on the low
I know blue strips never work, and then my feelings never hurt
I used to always ask for rides, but now my whip come with some curtains
I get hot inside my city, be the first to make it out
All my dawgs stuck in the jam, I pray to God they make it out
I pray to God I figure it out, cause I don't know
And I just hit a shopping spree, filled up two carts up at the gun store
I'm a dickhead to the ho, I don't wanna text her, I make bands
Never addicted to the ho, she might just call to make some plans
I feel like Big Show to the ho, she'll never see my hands
Yeah, pour another shot, I just f*cked off your advance
Ho, you a grown woman, you allow your friends to think for you
And it hurt the most, cause I was the only one who had to put you first
I stick to rapping with my thugs, she slide then it's a set up
And then you said that you the one, I let my partner show you different
Trust if you was here, I wouldn't know cause you was missing
You a grown ass woman, let your friends think for you