Don't know who or where you are but I'm hoping that you are in my driveway

Couldn't be more than six years old I was sittin' sideways

Put you up on top my wall, I could never, never, never let you down

Really thought I'd have it my way

What a sign of the times, babe

Don't think you know I are but I'm hoping that I are who you think I was

I don't wanna disclose this, but I conjure L's into real life

Didn't wanna be a sad bitch, then I started to bitch, how sad

Needless I'mma say I need this

Needing know that I don't need you

In my only-you-track mind

Chorus

Maybe these frown lines ain't that deep to wish you any wrong

These frown lines ain't that deep, now I know we're both wrong

When, you don' had me hanging more than linen on these lines

In due time I will be hoping

Fire, fire, fire right back

Money ain't the root of my evil, it's attention, attention, need lethal retention

Juggin' juvenile ain't me, I was calling collection they gave me detention on

Tuesday you couldn't see me, I drilled you a new peephole

Peep the way he treat me

Yeah, round that time I was

Appealing to him more than sonically

If he could put me on a shelf top

Blow, annually polish me

Need me everyday like commodity, I don't know

When my patience's running thin, you gon' find another girl who is thicker than me?

Figure is mean?

Figured she'd be, I figured she'd be

All that I'm feening and all that I'm not

When you finally start thinking of me I'm a thot

Gave you more than I wanted to, just cause I wanted you

Now let me be all blunt, true

Maybe these frown lines ain't that deep to wish you any wrong

These frown lines ain't that deep, now I know we're both wrong

When, you don' had me hanging more than linen on these lines

In due time I will be hoping

Fire, fire, fire right back

If my walls had tonsils, tell him murder is what she wrote

In her diary, you die trying to be the holy one

If my walls had tonsils, tell him murder is what she wrote

In her diary, you die trying

Trying, no no