Ran out of topics to talk about

Now I'm just going and staying on beat

Do all this shit on my own

The verses, the hooks, the lyrics

I don't need a feat

Told her, I'm done last night

Up in the morning like, fuck that I don't want to leave

Said I got ego and pride but everyone has it

So don't put it all up on me

Mama said, Make it back home if that's the one thing that you do

And her night is complete

Why do I feel all alone like I need some love

But I don't trust fish in the sea

She want to cuddle and sleep but time is the money these days it don't make sense to me

Treat all my sisters like queens Yanah, Laila, Mia

I love you I mean it

Lately I been on the roll, been rapping too cold

That's when the true feelings will show

I got to dial a number to talk to my pops

I hate that, that shit is controlled

Swear when you make it back home

I'm going to have it to really put you in a home

Know that the statement is bold

Well if I don't have it you might just consider me gone

Found a new bitch and she love me a lot

She want to post me I'm ducking the flash

'Cause I do not need you to blow up the spot

Broski said, someone go try you we pulling up on you, no talking and will bring that fire

I had to throw it away I loved you for real but it's like much times could I try?

Think when my grandmother passed, the last time I remember that I was depressed and I cried

Miss you I'm keeping our last name alive

Focused on anything bettering me in this moment the other shit off to the side

What can I lose from taking a chance on myself when the other's around me ain't try?

No not my peers know the love is a lock

Meme had told me keep talking your shit

Twenty-one questions, can you do a split?

Right out the gate cause the small talk is mid

Then you go ask me if I am a trick

Funny I'm really like Santa and shit

Challenge me your friends is all in a huddle

Talking to you like, just give him a chance

Wallahi, girl after you will not forget

And if you are real the respect is legit

Ace is my dog he a Que like a pit

I go record and I let it just sit

Play it for women like honey go pick

Calling me Cherry I feel like a kid

Back in the Zelle but it's smooth I'll admit

Really ain't know that you knew me like this

Say that I'm quiet I grew up like this

Long way to go but I know how it gets

Found a new bitch and she love me a lot

She want to post me I'm ducking the flash

'Cause I do not need you to blow up the spot

Broski said someone go try you we pulling up on you, no talking and will bring that fire

I had to throw it away I loved you for real but it's like much times could I try?

Think when my grandmother passed, the last time I remember that I was depressed and I cried

Aye aye

I was depressed and cried

Promise I wouldn't go lie to you