You say you never saw this comin', well you're not alone Million dollar renovations to a happy home My ex says she gave me the best years of her life I saw a recent picture of her, I guess she was right I wake up, assessin' the damages Checkin' MediaTakeOut Pictures of me drunk walkin' out with a bitch But it's blurry enough to get the fake out I wake up, all veggies no eggs I hit the gym, all chest no legs Yep, then I made myself a smoothie Yeah, then me and wifey make a movie Chicago - St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago Ándale Ándale E.I, E.I, uh, oh You had me drivin' far enough to switch the time zone You was the best of all time at the time though Yeah, you wasn't mine though But I still drove 30 hours I still drove 30 hours to you I remember rappin' for Jay and Cam Young producer just trying to get his flows off I remember being nervous to do Victoria Secret 'Til I pictured everybody with their clothes off Expedition was Eddie Bauer edition I'm drivin' with no winter tires in December Skrrt skrrt skrrt like a private school for women Then I get there and all the Popeye's is finished, girl You don't love me, you just pretendin' I need that happy beginnin', middle and endin' Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago It's gettin' hot in hurr, that's all that I know Got a hotel room, 3 stars for you You call down for an omelet Girl it's 5 in the morning You realize we at the DoubleTree, not the Aria Only thing open is Waffle House, girl don't start with me I used the Western Union for you like it's no prob 'Cause you was in college complainin' about it's no jobs But you were suckin' a nigga's dick the whole time Well I guess a blowjob's better than no job And I drove back 30 hours Were remains that long to lose sad Better unsaid Always turn, oh 3 Stacks, can you help me out? 30 hours