I'm so apprehensive, think I know what's coming
Think I know the difference between this and what I wanted
Thinking I'm submissive when I'm just a-coming
Thinking that these are the makings of a perfect woman
Thinking that I know myself,
I just know how it feel
Right before everything went numb I feel like no one else,
like there's someone
left And my neck reads 101
And I'm growing complacent Everybody's filling expectations
But everything just isn't worth complaining about,
baby
It's only a breath you're wasting
Cause everyone's impatient No one even shows appreciation
And everyone around should know there's more to this life,
baby
See me when I walk out on
the clouds I see a big house and I'm brand new to it
Oh yeah,
feel a little complacent,
know what I mean
Aint that your love,
no baby
Said you ain't loving no one but me
Unless you had the dope so I had got you a key
I'ma be locked out for a while We had none when we started
Don't ever switch
Down with you to end all
Who
get no money, spite of everybody I know
The bitch got all the curtains,
I thought that I was servin'
She almost made me feel like * was worth it
I be chill, boss, but she like small purses
You want that Bentley, run with no curves
You bad-shout it,
but you not curvy We can just vibe,
but that's our point
I'm tryin' to have sex with you I let
her get a massage inside the Bentley
coupe Why would you come and try to finesse me when
I bought everything for two?
I was here your friend, but I cut that hoe
off for you Did it like a real nigga,
solid,
you ain't
have a clue Viral on the internet,
and now my baby mad
Actin' like I lost my player card and went out bad
We was talkin' bout some serious and it just made me sad
Why would I cry over a bitch I gave to God,
no police asked
You was supposed to call me back,
but I'm glad that you did it
I went turned up and I got rich and that's it
My homie girl cheated with my other homie and he blew his brain
I seen her opps,
so you know me,
I had to flex my chain
Told shorty that she ain't nothin' like my ho,
she lame
You said you datin',
then you told her,
then they took your stain
She asked me,
am I still a gangster,
and I said,
probably
I told her,
shorty,
I'm black-handed,
I need me a Barbie
Passport, they dressin' like me in 2012
I can get you rich,
boy,
and make sure you prevail
I come from dumb ass out there,
kill you if you tell You don't take care of your kids,
but if you're gangster,
then you're real Flyin' out to Paris,
the Benz is where we at I'm piped up,
so my hotel arrestin' it
Stamped the passport out of the country with it,
so your papa R&B got all hit Had enough of rockin' that
black on goin' rose-kid You got none of your wrist,
your arm,
and on your necklace
You started complainin',
but ain't fixin' yet Half a mil' for the rich,
but the right time on my Rolex Playin' by rich nigga rules,
and we can kick it Up a lot of M's,
I promise you,
my kids straight
Down in the deep blue,
down in the deep blue
Down in the deep blue, down in the deep blue