Peeped your pattern
And I bet you do the same thing
Staying low with him while you mad about the game plan
You say you want real, you want ride, you want gun for me
You lie so many times, guess you're finally takin over me
What do I do, don't want nobody gettin close to me
Ain't how it's supposed to be
Feel like I die so many times with nobody lookin over me
How many times are you gonna look over me
For a Maybach Benz
And Cartier frames
Well, pardon my opinion
But you really got no chance
Someone said, "Shout out loud from weekends in the Chi"
Promise me, promise me that I'm 'bout to feel okay
Bought another, bought another, so I'm 'bout to feel okay
Bottle girl, bottle girl say she wanna live another way
Well okay
If you really wanna go then I really can't beg you to stay
Ridin on the town, ridin round, then you might as well get paid
Like you might as well get paid