You know that I could crush you with my voice Whoa, I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself Stood on my roof and tried to see you Forgetting about me Hide the details I don't want to know a thing Wish that I was as invisible as you make me feel

Suddenly you're climbing all up next to me, next to me I ain't no fool, you rascal you I just, I just, I just want your ex to see Everywhere we go you keep looking around Fixing your make up like it's about to go down And he walks in, it all makes sense

Is a little of the good life Is to have a good time The good life (The good life) Hold on, hold on I always wanted it this way The good life is what I need

What we doing? Where ya at? I've been drinking, it's lit as fuck Who you with? What ya want? I told her where it's at? Where it's at? Where it's at? Where it's at? She fine and got ass and tits Pre rolls, no blunts Hop in my whip That bitch go fast as

Whatchu want, ho, I got whatchu want, ho I'm thinking to myself you ain't gang, nigga, fuck you Feel like 2Pac, Thug Life, nigga, fuck you If he had the password to your phone he wouldn't have cuffed you Dog ass bitch, I knew I never should've trusted

And it feels like rain, like yesterday And the clouds roll in, the sunlight fades away again And I'm so damn sure, I'm gonna close that door You'll be the first to know When I've found what I'm looking for I want to run with the sun on my face Ride

What these bitches want from a nigga? Really want What these bitches want from a nigga? Bling blingin', all that jewelry girl I bought it Shorty I keep you up on it Baby tell me what you want from me! (what you want?) Ay yo, tell me what you want from me

That pussy got power, that pussy got power Pop up, girl, that pussy got power She want a, gangbanger to come through and slay I'll hit it in the shower I, I, I, I, I You a hard worker, let me come with the supply Pop up, girl, that pussy got power (woah,

That shares our fate and deserves our pity I don't want to remember it all Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on There's a room in a hotel in New York City And there's a jet black crow droning on and on and on Up above our heads droning on and on and on The

Baby work me 'Till I won't look more Want you to work me baby Lord how, make me feel it Want you to do me Baby I will do you to If you do me Baby I will do you too Lord how, make me feel