[Verse 1]
I'm in my black fours
Getting packs off
Getting them stacks, disregarding the crack laws
You was down, held work by the back door
You ain't believe my dreams performing on rap tours
Like Chris Bosh, you was like n***a please
Rent due, that ain't support that a n***a need
I just seen more than the streets
If I'm bringing home the bacon there should be no beef, kapeesh?
But why do you continue to carry on?
You was just a vagabond wearing Dereon
You was laced, got the LV carry on
Even your tagalongs got their carry on
But it's all good, I ain't stressing it
Hard times is a good way to test a b**h
To see if she's really a rider
Or if she's just in love with what you provide her
[Hook]
Baby, I know who you are
You can stay a while
We won't fall apart
I don't wanna feel, like I did today, like I did today (x2)
[Verse 2]
I'm in my copper foams
Moving rocks and stones
Used to call my phone, saying you all alone
You complaining bout where I be
But if you can wait on Jesus you can wait on me
But you cheated, you didn't wait patiently
You disrespected the kid so blatantly
So we called it quits, or you could call it a split
Then you seen me with Rich, and you was all on my dick, you sick
You calling but ain't nothing to explain
My heart empty like the seats at a Nets game
Phone buzzing, but I ain't care what the text saying
I ain't no skaterboarder, I don't play them x games
Naw, can't breathe you need oxygen
Going through my twitter checking who I'm following
One thing you know about me is I gotta win
And now my future looking brighter than a halogen
[Hook]