Right Hand

You're my right hand, you're my go to

Told me everything about you, that's a dope move, babe

I know that you're out here

And there's things you gotta go through

Just know, these streets just don't love you like I do, no

And they never will

I swear you gotta chill, you wanna grip Benz wheel

And I know you can't wait, you dream big and sleep late

You got a lot on your plate, that's why you're always workin' out

Taking pictures of yourself, you don't see anybody else

And you're like oh well, you're like fuck it, oh well

My past behind me like a pony tail, okay

Said I know you want the Audi, I know you want to go to Maui

You and all your girlfriends, the ones you never bring around me

'Cause you don't trust me like your last man

Did he open doors for you?

Buy the things you can't afford for you?

'Cause he must have did a lot for you, I just fell back with it

And now your past is behind you like the car with the strap in it

Thank God that's finished

You're my right hand, you're my go to, oh no, no, no

Told me everything about you, that's a pro move

I know that you're out here

And there's things you gotta go through

Just know these streets just don't love you like I do

And they never will (You're my right hand, you're my go-to)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

I can teach you like that, baby

I want you to do that, baby

I can do all that, baby

Just know these streets just don't love you like I do, no