Cause I
But I told ya, yeah I told ya, yeah I told ya
First off, f*ck your aesthetic nigga
She said that she wanna go to the green grass
Yeah, I'm not good with closure
So I left the door open
She probably not the one for me
But I had to leave this open
I had to take a chance
They flexin' on the gram
I might never understand
I blew through my first advance
That shit wasn't talkin' bout nun
See my bro go in the trap
Growing up, he had it bad
Every ten I ever had
Man, I thought that shit would last
On that shit just do the math
But you know I'm from Atlanta
I don't want another scandal
All that energy, I channeled
On that shit, but I don't think so
She gon' take it wrong
But that's not what I meant though
I'm a dirty boy, tell that ho that she got to let go
It wasn't that special
I just got too comfortable
I just got, my guy, it's my ride
Who would've ever thought
Got Diana on the west coast
She begging me to come see her
Mr. Pete died, why you ain't seen him on a feature
If I ever lied to you, gotta protect you from the real
I can't really explain it to ya, I gotta be conceited
I can't really explain it to ya, and that's just how it is, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah