Okay, I’m counting up my presidents, she tryna see my residence

Would trust her but I’m hesitant 'cause that shit so irrelevant

I hit the wood and take a trip, I think I just might crash the whip

I swear I be too loaded up, call the chop Beyblade, I let it rip, on bro

Give me one reason to do right, these demons keep me up at night

Think I need Jesus in my life, need him to free me from my vice

I keep a glass for every slut, take all my sins and fill ‘em up

And I can’t leave without my cup, bitch, is it love, or is it lust?

Fool me once or fool me twice, but you won’t ever see me fuss

I thought I fell in love with Spice, but that bitch took away my trust

Don’t need no drama in my life, I ain’t gon’ hurt you out of spite

I know I could’ve got you back, but shit, two wrongs don’t make a right

I took a loss, but I’m not pressed

I took a few, I ain’t gon’ lie, but I won’t trip because I’m blessed

Give my praises up to God ‘cause when it count then he gon’ step

And lord forgive me for my pride, but I’m that guy, so fuck the rest, in these Margielas what I step

Lil Steezy next, it ain’t no second-best

I got that dro if you tryna blow, no, I ain’t your bro

These **** fake, yeah, they fuckin’ foo, had to cut ‘em loose

I keep my circle hella tight, my girl and Christ, I’m out the loop

Okay, I’m counting up my presidents, she tryna see my residence

Would trust her but I’m hesitant 'cause that shit so irrelevant

I hit the wood and take a trip, I think I just might crash the whip

I swear I be too loaded up, call the chop Beyblade, I let it rip, on bro

Give me one reason to do right, these demons keep me up at night

Think I need Jesus in my life, need him to free me from my vice

I keep a glass for every slut, take all my sins and fill ‘em up

And I can’t leave without my cup, bitch, is it love, or is it lust?