[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