[Verse 1]
We on that 24/7 belly beast sh**
Where these fo beatniks
Act like they can keep on my f**ing secret
And so we try and play 'catch up' on the news, trying to juggle
There's always them things trying to show the rubble
Nothing part-full and that b**h trying to bubble
sh** hit the fan and I can't keep a struggle
They try to make me give a damn
I said "make me give a damn
Make me give a mother-f**
s**er, I don't think you can"
Ain't no guessing with the baddest stab
With a magic cat, young kids so ill
Can you fathom that? And these days so real
We going to hit the town but we laced those heels
You got a smile but I reach your eyes
Unless you high, unless you try, but
Ain't nothing cool about that
She ain't gonna play the fool I doubt that
This ain't my thing, I'mma cool it out back
She ain't gonna say the look it shalts that
Let's go
Cinnamon feel like the real just caught fire
She looking ill but I still just walk by her (she said)
I'm gone, I'd rather be alone
And I'mma just crop you out the photo when I'm home
And I said "girl will you please slow dance with me?"
She said "you got no, no chance with me"
But we both know what that answer means
Girl, you two-step well
She lets me lead, I let her sway
And this all feels like yesterday
When every story had a moral
And every chick want to be a model
We ought to have a heart of heart
Cause baby in your heart of hearts
You don't want to play dumb
I know you ain't really half as smart
You're just afraid you gonna need
A plastic gla** for that heart of yours
So after dark she fighting fire with that art of war
[Hook]
And when the sun coming true on your dreams
I hope that sh** ain't nearly as dramatic as it seems
And if it is, you know exactly where I'm gonna be
Yeah girl, you know exactly where I'm gonna be