Cinderella

Yeah, uh -huh, yeah, uh Mind been racing, need to tell myself to slow down Two years ago, could've blown up with everything I know now Would've told myself to watch the people, places that I go round Even when they get you high Probably hate you on the low down Never been an aggravator, more like gladiator Every day I come around these haters, it's a showdown Lost my lil' bro from daily plays of the four pounds Now he never see his baby weighing over four pounds It go down, and I know Lil' Shawty only here cause how it's goin' She here for flashing lights, some camera action, and Rick Owens And I can give her all of it if I ever choose But I know her heart is still inside the streets and she confused I've never been amused with the lies I'm still mentally abused From the cries of the truth If you still walking round like you're surprised Of the energy, realize that that shit always tie into you So what you trying to do? Now I got the blues, took a couple blues Then I called you round two I been trying to get revived like there is a round two But you saying you not there like you not around to So back inside the booth, venom in my tooth Singing about some toxic shit that you do Knowing I be better off if without you And baby if the show fit, it's about you So back inside the booth, venom in my tooth Singing about some toxic shit that you do Knowing I be better off if without you And baby if the show fit, it's about you Shawty flexing for the lights, got these niggas feigning I act like I never seen it, I'm always scheming I'm always dreaming of better days and deeper meanings I'm always blowing up a phone every time I'm leaning They keep me breathing, it get hotter than Hades She think she straight from the 80s She doing coke in Mercedes She trying to do it in the backseat Heard she fucking with the pro players and the athletes Even though in high school, she fuckin' with the math geeks I remember her from chemistry AP Now she got a tendency to go on dates for free Probably searchin' for the rollie or the AP Times have changed, how could you hate me? Killin' perceptions like a massacre I'm the face of the underdogs They made me the ambassador I wonder if I'm better as a bachelor Or maybe should I call my ex? Never mind, you know I'm mad at her I'm ridin' through the valley, you know I'm missin' home I'm hidin' out in Cali while writin' me a song Said no days off But I've been workin' so long I've been workin' so long I've been workin' so long Now the flow gettin' exquisite He seen the sauce, then he bit it I knew niggas probably tried It's the fact he really did it Took two niggas to get it The profits don't wanna split it Turn my life into an alkaline The bottom was acidic