I'm trying to 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 trying to shoot down my flight, before it lands, before it lands But you can miss me with all that, diss me then crawl back I really wish y'all would fall back, but getting rich supposed to solve that And these days women make offers, and who the hell am I to say No, no, no My ex saying late night text, cause she don't know how to let Go, go, go She in love, and ask for them pretty light skin models standing in the cold Oh 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 suburban with a tent on it, fresher than a pillow with a mint on it The game got these old hand prints on it, but I'ma be the one to pour cement on it Uh, and start over, and show up in a marsh yellow tux I don't really give a fuck and we only getting older So what I tend to do is to think of today as the past It's funny when you come in there first, but you hope that you last You just hope, that it lasts Throw your ones up in the air Throw your ones up in the air for her Throw your ones up in the air Throw your ones up