Speakers cause of low end And come up with no warning Mother of my skies Why you always gotta intervene Father of my time Don't you got some more to get of me Anything, anything Mother of my skies Why you always gotta intervene Father of my time Don't you got some more to get of me Clouding my judgement Surround me with flood And you talk when I talk Just to drown out discussions, uh She like "How we gon' f** When your friends in the living room all on the game" Say what you want, sh** Don't nothin' get easy Bout that walk of shame Talkin' bout standin' I blame you for being petty and Tellin' me pull up when you ain't ready and All the dates that you didn't bet me But we don't go 'cause