used to live like Romeo but oh no I had to go on low she trying to be a hoe I'm nothing like the next Joe small you're trying to blow on the inside got a fight or flight is it worth the fight doesn't feel right through the wrong when I knew it all along so I stopped to hit the bong listen to the song listen to all the things wondering where do I begin now I'm losing it now I'm trying to win they ask how you been I take your phone from breaking the love felt too big trying to be a big knee and pull that trig on a pig I meant who's the big n**** trying to pull that trigger on that gold digger she was sing to cling to the next best thing or already know it's got to be a ring don't know if it's a phase of days or how she was raised I could close head head to load the code from her being bold like a poker I better check but I need to fold she would disagree to what I see only cuz it make you want to flea from me and what I want to be traveling at full speed overfeed the need to give a nosebleed then I leave for what you believe couldn't see my side you ain't no ride or die would rather lie the man the need to please and mislead the dirty deed went home early smell of clone it was unknown had to postpone being like Al Capone so left it alone like I did the methadone and look at me from all the morphine he was between on Sunday so you about to see One Man show pulling the Black on tic tac knowing I got one shot to make it to the top the One stop shop stop the class to drop the map going to take it to the chop shop screwed and f***** just your luck cuz now you stuck