Sterl - Another Way Lyrics

I don't call, I don't check on her I'm a ball, I'm a flex on em
Eating all of my leftovers
Life been better and I'm staying sober
Life been better or I'm getting older
I don't like that smell, I don't like that odor
No, you can't cry on my f*cking shoulder
No, you can't cry on my f*cking shoulder
I done tried to lie and say I don't know her
Got me moving to the mountains its a little colder
Yeah, my bands, they be growing, but I cannot show her
What's that poking out my pants? Oh, that's the blower
I'm confessing all my sins, talking to the Lord
Or, I say em on a beat, but that's when I'm bored
Heard you live or you die by the f*cking sword
Got so many hoes, it feel like a chore
Got too many hoes, I don't want no more
I got too many problems, I don't want no more
Got too many clothes, I don't shop at stores
She just wanna f*ck, I'm like, okay, sure
Badass bitch on the beach with the waves
I be trying to change, but I'm stuck in my ways
She wanna lay up, but I'm somewhere shooting J's
Feeling like I'm Kobe, I been working on my fade
All this damn temptation, get the f*ck up out my face
Feeling like an astronaut, sometimes I need my space
Sliding in this foreign, I'm like, damn, who tryna race
Van Cleef off the Ricky, I'm like, damn, she got some taste
We ain't talked in a minute, we can go another day
They ain't tryna let me in, I'ma find another way
They ain't tryna let me in, I'ma find another way