Somewhere between psychotic and iconic Somewhere between “I want it” and “I got it” Somewhere between I’m sober and I’m lifted Somewhere between a mistress and commitment
But I stay down, girl, I always stay down Get down, never lay down Promise to break everybody off before I break down Everyone just wait now So much on my plate now People I believed in: they don’t even show their face now
What they got to say now? Nothing they can say now Nothing really changed but still they look at me a way now What more can I say now? What more can I say now? You might feel like nothing was the same
I still been drinking on the low Mobbin’ on the low Fuckin’ on the low Smokin’ on the low I still been plotting on the low Scheming on the low The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know
I just been drinkin’ on the low Mobbin’ on the low Fuckin’ on the low Smokin’ on the low I just been plottin’ on the low Schemin’ on the low The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know
And I hate that you don’t think I belong to you Just too busy running shit to run home to you You know that paper my passion Bittersweet celebrations I know I can’t change what happened
I can’t help it I can’t help it I was young and I was selfish I made every woman feel like she was mine and no one else’s
Now you hate me Stop pretending, stop that fronting I can’t take it Girl, don’t treat me like a stranger Girl, you know I seen you naked
Girl, you know that I remember Don’t be a pretender Getting high at the condo That’s when it all comes together
You know I stay reminiscing And make-up sex is tradition But you’ve been missing, girl And you might feel like nothing was the same
I still been drinking on the low Mobbin’ on the low Fuckin’ on the low Smokin’ on the low I still been plotting on the low Scheming on the low The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know
I just been drinkin’ on the low Mobbin’ on the low Fuckin’ on the low Smokin’ on the low I just been plottin’ on the low Schemin’ on the low The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know
This the life for me My mama told me this was right for me I got ’em worried, like make sure you save a slice for me I should have Spoons serve you up with a fork and knife for me
Your actions make us doubt you Your lack of effort got me rapping different This the shit I wanna go out to Play this shit at my funeral if they catch me slipping
Naked women swimming: that’s just how I’m living Donate a million to some children: that’s just how I’m feeling A nigga filling up arenas. Who the fuck can see us? I had to Derrick-Rose the knee up Before I got the re-up
Yours truly, the boy I just build and build more Y’all niggas build to destroy Y’all niggas party too much Man, I just chill and record No filler, you feel it now if you ain’t feel it before
Yes, Lord, this the shit I wanna go out to This the shit I wanna go out to