[Intro: Jhené Aiko]
What's up?/
Been a minute since we kicked it, you've been caught up/
With them b**hes, I don't get it, you're a star love/
You shouldn't have to deal with that/
I never make you feel like that, cause…
[Hook]
I love me, I love me enough for the both of us/
That's why you trust me/
I know you been through more than most of us/
So what are you…what are you, what are you so afraid of?/
Darling you, you give but you cannot take love/
[Verse 1]
If Love came in a bottle, would you drink it?/
There are people in this world who need it most/
All I'm saying is that, if you sip it don't overthink it/
I'd rather you give it some thought or make it a toast/
As human beings, we have to ways to brag and boast/
We begin to lose touch today, forget how to be close/
Been living in a SimCity for so long, nobody knows/
The world's too cold and that's word to J Cole (Cole World)/
And I ain't feeling Saint Nick, so I'm waiting on my coal/
I'm a, juggle the flow 'til I reach my goals/
So… it's either all or nothing/
Find out you wasted your time, all for nothing/
Whippin' up that recipe, getting your belly rub on/
All else out shopping, getting their money grub on/
Am I mistaken about where all of the love's gone?/
If so, then I misrepresented myself in this song/
My point isn't to come off as superior, or come out wrong/
Shun anybody's beliefs or constantly point out the flaws/
Should've been an astrophysicist, how I rap space bars/
My flow is continuous, no reason for a pause/
Meaning no brief stops, even if I mention man-parts/
This is heart attack proof, that's word to Trey Songz/
But 'tis the season I believe less in a book and to a bong/
If loving this isn't seen right, then let me be wrong, gone/
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
f** all that optimism, I'm trynna party with ya/
Look both ways before I cross into a different dimension/
This might be strange and likely out of range/
But f** all that understanding the universe/
I'm trynna tap into them inner thoughts from a spot a liquor, I hear it works/
Don't k** my vibe, don't blow my high/
Just members only, stay your a** outside/
Pa** that fye, blow this corral reefer, take my mind deeper/
Watch me end up the other side; purgatory is where I'll be sleeping/
I'm too high or too drunk to give a f**/
Laid back like eight stacks of one grand packed in a duffle bag/
Like I'm on-the-run from the IRS, ain't nothing but back-taxes/
Forget all that booksmart sh**,I'm more to the point than a point is/
Ya see the point is, everybody's gotta get that new sh**
I'm with it too, fullback, running sh** like diarrhea n***a
Who's who when you've been too connected to the new trends?
Where do you go to cop that new feeling without the bends?
Go to church, pray it off, do it again; I'm in a dead-end
Goddamn it, the omniscient just blew a chance again
Sixteen's I write, but I just wanna live ahead
I write 160 every night, I just exaggerated the numbers I said
Ten times over, I'm way too sober, headed to the ER in criticals
Red Rover-Red Rover, this is serious business
One part of me is sort of conscious and the other's too ignorant
So who do you prefer, the humble or the n***a?
Take ya pick…
[Hook]
[Outro: Baka]