[Verse 1: Church St]
I park my car extra embarra**ing
Lips of an angel, spilling verses of heaven-sent, unavoided recklessness
Past and the present tense, I never learn my lesson
It's the same motherf**a, just better than I've ever been
I preach and I predicate
Straight on the beef but it's peace to whoever wan' reach for the lettuce
It's we more than ever now
Mark hook me up and don't you dare ever let me down
Two different hoes that try their best not to mess around
Cause I don't want no messy money
I only want my ex who got this big vendetta on me
Send a message in the morning just to sick the devil on me
Yeah it's hella funny
f** anything you recommending for me
Cause you the same motherf**a that I been ignoring (Oooooh)
I play it cool but dawg I'm k**ing shorties
And I hear a couple of 'em stealing from me
[Verse 2: Church St]
Swear I been holding back like a slingshot
'Bout to f**ing cry, looking for these stupid a** greendots
My brother don't call unless he's looking for my mom now
Then he call back when she tell 'em that she ain't got it
Gotta look out and overdraft my account
I get paid next week, but what about the meantime?
n***a upstate, just mad at the world, like he didn't even ask how I'm doing on the east side
Honey Jack all in my cup when it's tea time
Got a b**h throwin (thrown) up like a damn peace sign
Got a lotta "hey"s in my phone with the three Y's
But not a lotta people that I'll hit up in my free time
Promise I will never try to trick you with no weak rhymes
I will at least try, on every single beat, I will think twice
Long stock all in my knee-highs
All white velcro, orange Y-3 sign