I'm still working on me And I'm coming back better for you Most times it was my selfishness and your helplessness that I took advantage of You sit in the house and I be out And I know you're worried of me And you try block it out I'm so sorry for letting you down I should've came home, came home sooner You'd probably still be there if I came home Love you like I treat you You'd still be there, my girl My lil' baby speechless You'd still be there, baby I'm still working on me And I'm coming back with a plan And there's money in my hand, baby You said I was *** up when I was all your *** friends Damn, and it made you look crazy Made you sing, made you feel it was crazy While you sit in the house, I'll be out And you stay worried about me Nice when I just needed to hold somebody Feeling overwhelmed, should've told somebody Picture and it's me sending chills through your body I just probably should've chilled till I saw you How am I supposed to get to know somebody? Nigga left her twenties and I still wanna party I cannot be trusted on my own with nobody I cannot be If we broke it off, then you know it wasn't painless If she got a watch, then you know it's not a stainless I was out here *** fans, I was shameless And I know that you was at the crib reading stories that they sent you Most of that was bull***, but some of it I did do Offered me to justify the women I was into Bless you when the whole entire world wished they had you Then I locked the door that night in Vegas cause I had to Then I had a kid even though I never planned to I cannot imagine when your girls gave you that news I know that probably made you wanna hit the streets on anything Probably made you wanna pour bleach on anything Probably made you wanna kill me on anything Yeah, trust, I know that Trust, I know Callin', I'ma say 2-0-1-4 Cause you're on the same *** that you was on before I know you're not happy, girl, everybody know I can see it in your boyfriend's eyes at the show Don't tell me let it go, I'ma let him go, bro You don't wanna grow, but we gotta outgrow Went six digits on the lock screen code Crankin' to that ho and it's gon' be a lot of smoke We both gettin' rich, but the trust gettin' broke Tear me down with words, but I know that's how you cope Cover up a lot, can't cover up your soul Know you're not happy, girl, everybody know Trust, I know that Trust, I know