Okay now, why you wanna go and do that, do that?
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Sometimes I say that I'm the best, I guess I had to prove that
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You know I had to cop that mansion on the hill and pull that
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You know I don't rely on 8 balls, no, I never pulled that
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You know I always like the best, roll it up and pull that
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Now baby, don't get too deep on me, I might have to pull back
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I got weed rolled, drinks po'd if you wanna do that
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And I be in and out of love, the OGs be like true that
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Cause you know sometimes man, that shit can get way too irritating
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Say the wrong thing to the right girl, you might not make it
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Dark skin with a lightskin girl like Taye Diggs
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And you go from tryna save her to her taking your savings
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And when she do, man, watch how them bitches shit talk
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Wonder how they would feel if our lives got criss-crossed
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What if you lost your homie and you felt like Kriss Kross?
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Double cross, I swear that Christians don't even get this cross
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Talk so much shit that a nigga pissed off
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She talk so much that she done f*cking made my dick soft
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Pushing all my buttons, this ain't f*cking pinball
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I guess women are sometimes like a jigsaw
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Sometimes you hit a lick, sometimes you get ripped off
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Sometimes you gotta sit, sometimes it's time for lift-off
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Sometimes I just shut up and let my wrist talk
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It be like "we don't got time for bullshit, dawg"
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You know I'm 1 of 1, just like the prototype
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You look like the "um, you owe me" type
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Oh, hardly never taking pictures, not the photo type, no
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Please don't Instagram this shit and be up on me like
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"Oh, you owe me likes"
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Man, I swear these bitches don't know what the f*ck is more important to em
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The more I kick philosophy, the more I'm boring to em
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The more champagne I pop, the more I'm pouring to em
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I just hope that's not the only single thing that's going through em
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I hop up on a beat like it's the '08 me
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When we was riding four deep, boy, no AC
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Headed to the game for OKCs
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Now I'm courtside at OKC, I know KD
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And all these singing bitches know me like do-ray-mi
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Fa-so-la-ti-do but dough come first
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No late fees, Kool-Aid smile, Colgate teeth
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The bigger that I get, the more I need shrinks
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I be in and out of cars like a f*cking crash dummy
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Spending money till it's dizzy but I still stash something, you know
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But I'm tryna get that real real money, like um
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White people with a black son
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And first time I met Oprah, that was motivation
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Went from standing in court to starting up a corporation
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Went so hard last night that we made the morning paper
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Plus my girl's rated R, all your hoes overrated, damn
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Niggas say I changed, how they damn how they do
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Say I'm hard to get in contact with, oh, is that true?
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But what about now? 313
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515-8772, bitch, call me
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