Omari Shakir - Different lyrics

It's time to get mad, mad bout what I do Mad bout how I live, mad bout who I screw In your ride, while your girl driving, she don't talk bout you She just talk bout us then the kinky sh** resumes Got loft music, hearing noises in the bathroom Red Devil with her mouth, throat vacuum She kicking back relaxed and she ain't tryna leave soon But when she do she gon' have something to tell her friends about He came through, he rolled up, he proachin', he pulled it out He went hard, he went hen, he went in without a doubt Threw me around, made me flip, got head on the couch I'm a beast, yeah I'm a dog, like Wayne '07 and this the third drought Got no time to waste, no calling timeouts I stay run in place, keepin' a white ounce Hey babe, wanna blaze and drink a little Winehouse? Rozay, Moet, brought the wine out No need for your man and girls to find out Stay low key and come to my house Two lit candles and all the lights out Vampire sh**, you know what I'm about I'mma bite your neck, make a print If you move I'll throw a fit I'm different from three years ago From brain to flow to I need a kick Insane I go, when drop snares hit Asian samples, flips and kicks Ramen noodles, Shinobi sh** Finessing women with music chopsticks Please don't try to get out of pockets Lean like Houston and keep the Rockets She fiends our music, loving our hits Loving her tits and loving her hips All natural, I'm loving that sh** Her friend mad I don't see her too But it's all good for the both you We'll figure out 69 times two Prerequisite come meet the crew, time for us to do some thangs It's a full experience, tell your man you're practicing Then we bent the mattress in Fashionista zombieing then they reapplying MAC again Cuz their lip gloss is popping and Pistol from her daddy but her head came her momma then And she told that to my partner friend He told me ???, oh my god we f**ed again Misogyny, Polygamy, the freaky things we do to she, she does to we These weed cookies are slugging me while I'm drinking shots by three Write another anthem, please don't answer lames, just answer cheese These checks come to me Fed-Ex please come to me I look at music hungerly, Pawncho feed me more beats Women that scrub on they knees, ??? to s** up on me Stand up and do real estate, I'm asleep while she closing up on commission fees This sh** is faith to you, but it's real to me Who's black, in the club pack You know what I'm sipping, haters love that No mag, with my life in my hat When I'm out the door, ain't no telling when I'm back This is fact, put it on track Now I'm f**ed up, where the bathroom at Can't find the light switch, this is getting bad Now I'm looking in the mirror this is what it said back Looking in the mirror, reflection not there, what does that mean, what does that mean Looking at my own pictures and I'm no longer there, what does that mean, what does that mean I think I'm in a different life, from a different world Got a different side but they can't compare A night life lover while I'm zoning through the air, what does that mean, what does that mean