I'm tryna do it all tonight, I got plans I got a certain lust for life, and as it stands Everything is going as right as it can They tryna shoot down my flight, before it lands Before it lands, but you could miss me with all that Diss me, then crawl back I really wish y'all would fall back But gettin' rich supposed to solve that And these days women make offers And who the hell am I to say no, no, no? My ex send late night texts 'Cause she don't know how to let go, go, go Uh, she in love And as for them pretty light-skinned models Standin' in the cold, ah, yeah, they with us Let them girls in for a drink and I'm all in they ear Saying she should be the one I see every time that I'm here But when am I really even here? Black Surburban with the tint on it Fresher than a pillow with a mint on it The game got these old handprints on it But I'ma be the one to pour cement on it Uh, and start over And show up in a Margiela tux, I don't really give a fuck And we only gettin' older So what I tend to do is to think of today as the past It's funny when you comin' in first, but you hope that you last You just hope that it last Throw your ones up in the air Throw your ones up in the air for her, oh Throw your ones up, in the air Throw your ones up