New-school fool fell for old tricks

Maybe he just got a few of screws loose

Ooo shit, buddy crashing out, he a nuisance

Someone get their man 'fore they lose him

No it's not a threat, I'm just already stressed

From the bright lights, dealing with the nightlife

Dealing with letting down hoes who don't act right

Maybe I'm insane, or maybe it's a sign

Don't care either way, I lay it on the line

Bustin' through the door, and slammin' it behind me

I'ma need a little space to do my shit just like the Dalai Lama

Take my cut in advance, you can keep the drama

Got these pipes second hands, shout out to mama

I think you need a cool off

Looking for a little ice in the cooler

But your wrist ain't gonna do much

I think you need to have an awkward conversation with your jeweler

Looking like you ain't been doing that one since I left, it's a mess

Jumping checkers make you think you were the best, this is chess

Thought I told you, keep me separate from the rest, for the best

No it's not a threat, I'm just already stressed

From the bright lights, dealing with the nightlife

Dealing with letting down hoes who don't act right

Maybe I'm insane, or maybe it's a sign

Don't care either way, I lay it on the line

Bustin' through the door, and slammin' it behind me

I'ma need a little space to do my shit just like the Dalai Lama

Take my cut in advance, you can keep the drama

Got these pipes second hands, shout out to mama

I just want you to make it make sense for me

You didn't mean it when you said you would lay dead me

Preach about love unless they differ from you and me

Devil's a bum, but he ain't pulling me underneath

I'm a human, yeah I sin, but that don't mean I'm living in it

Cause I know that what I give, that's what's gonna get me in it

I don't need you to forgive, He said he'd do that for me from the beginning

New-school fool fell for old tricks

Maybe he just got a few of screws loose

Ooo shit, buddy crashing out, he a nuisance

Someone get their man 'fore they lose him

No it's not a threat, I'm just already stressed

From the bright lights, dealing with the nightlife

Dealing with letting down hoes who don't act right

Maybe I'm insane, or maybe it's a sign

Don't care either way, I lay it on the line

Bustin' through the door, and slammin' it behind me

I'ma need a little space to do my shit just like the Dalai Lama

Take my cut in advance, you can keep the drama

Got these pipes second hands, shout out to mama