Bebe Rexha - Cayman Cline - Take Me Home (feat. Bebe Rexha) lyrics

She don't even wanna text no more Its all bout money and the s** oh girl You sick in the head to be thinkin all that - wait, you think I'm all that? I don't even wanna front my max pay check only couple hundred a month Look I ain't a gymnast I got no reason to stunt Yeah I got you when you need it but not ever when you want So i kick it like a punt No role models I been on my own follow I'm just tryna be the front Even though I see a million other pretty women I a**ure you that I can and will I promise you're the one To stay seperated is like the moon between the sun If you f**in from behind gotta hurry up and run I been doin it for real And I swear im real as f** And I promise that I'm here regardless if I'm here enough God damn