Talking to the man in her mirror And it's dangerous Sleepin' with these strangers Every night a different woman doing the same shit And you don't even care I know it's fucked up Different city, switching women Putting cups up, getting fucked up Ain't got

Fearless on my breath Teardrop on the fire Black flowers blossom Most faithful mirror It's tumbling down (as in love falling apart) Love, love is a verb Love is a doing word Gentle impulsion Shakes me, makes me lighter

I’m gonna make you see the difference between just quitting and survival Know that it’s my pleasure, doing everything better without you Cause this one works better than two Well, this plane can fly with just one engine This heart can beat without

Almost blue Almost doing things we used to do There's a boy here and he's almost you Almost all the things that your eyes once promised I see in his too Now your eyes are red from crying Flirting with this disaster became me It named me as the fool who

Hello, how you doing? I can give you good massage I can be your everyting, you give me fifty bucks If you no say nothing, I can give you sucky-sucky If you give me more money, I give you do something lucky Yup, just a normal day, on my favorite website,

Oh, I'm doing it again I said it would end But here it goes again Yes, I'm doing it again Here it goes again First time we ever got a chance to be alone we knew It was wrong to do I guess that's why I was drawn to you Second time leads to the third, the

If we had just been honest That was my dude, why you gotta pick him though? I was selfish in the way that I acted I keep doing things just to get a reaction Ya, I wonder if he still hit you now, fucking you like I used to I know you think about all the

Drip too hard, don’t stand too close You gon' fuck around and drown off this wave Doing all these shows, I’ve been on the road I don't care where I go, long as I get paid Bad lil' vibe, she been on my mind Soon as I get back, she gettin' slayed Every

Ayy, y'all heard about the good news? Wake up, nigga, wake up I've been outta my mind a long time Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze? Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us We bout to get this paper I'm a Chicago south sider Money

Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing Yo thang, yo thang The doors are open Sister Martha, so glad to see you Glad your parole came through Oh yea so glad everybody came out this morning We reading from