Something for the fans I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to feel at home I'm the type to rent a hotel room just to be alone I got an issue with people pretending they like what they don't Please don't bring up my issues unless you gon' deal with

Oh tell me, tell me baby Tell me, am I the type you go for? Am I just wasting my time? All of the things running through my mind I've been staring down your way Don't know exactly what to say I'm wondering if you feel the same Because everytime I'm

They say he was a monster from birth, so Fuck it, I'll just a lean warn-os them hoes I suppose O took on the street life Even though my mother told me I could be otherwise Wasn't the school type, I was too cool My agenda wasn't general education, nigga

I'm just slidin' down the 'crest on a hot summer day All these diamonds on it got me feelin' some type of way Drop the top on these haters 'cause the top in the way And if you ain't gettin' no money then you just in the way Took my shirt off in the vert

Type of misery All these mixed up signals I still hear these echoes Of when you loved me But now you’re just someone in my mind That used to be mine But it’s not that simple When we first met I was just a sophomore

Just ten years ago No one would ever know Tears rollin' down from my eyes Da dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt dt Yeah, I don't know why I got those type of blues tonight, but uh Something, it's alright, something told me tonight to uh Get it like I was

Bad bitches is the only thing that I like Cups with the ice and we do this every night I ain't check the price (I got it) I make my own money so I spend it how I like I'm just living life And let my momma tell it nigga I ain't living right (nope) I ain't

Yeah, you're just my type, yeah, yeah Just my type But you're just my type The kind that only calls me late at night You can't decide if you'll be yours or mine I hate to say it, but you're just my type Oh, I hate to say it, but you're just my type You

That used to be mine Type of misery All these mixed up signals I still hear these echoes Of when you loved me But now you’re just someone in my mind And I smiled, yes I smiled But underneath are memories

Five more hours, we're just getting started This right here is my type of party I'll treat you like a real lady Even when we're apart I know my heart is still there with you (Five more hours, we're just getting started) This is yeah What you wanna do