Been about three days and I'm comin' back I'm about four minutes from a heart attack And I think you make me a maniac But you don't know, oh Two years and we in between But we both been here since we seventeen Here we go, fist fight in a limousine But they don't know And we both hope there's something But we bo-both keep fronting And it's a closed discussion And I'm thinking: Damn, if these walls could talk (Oh, oh, oh) well, they'd be like (Oh, oh, oh) shit is crazy, right? (Oh, oh, oh) I ain't your baby no more Been about two weeks since you went away I'm about halfway through a Cabernet There I go, I'm wastin' a Saturday Sittin' at home Told my new roommate not to let you in But you're so damn good with a bobby pin Now you gon' play me like a violin Hittin' these notes And we both hope there's something But we bo-both keep fronting And it's a closed discussion And I'm thinking: Damn, if these walls could talk (Oh, oh, oh) well, they'd be like (Oh, oh, oh) shit is crazy, right? (Oh, oh, oh) I ain't your baby no more (Oh, oh, oh) hey (Oh, oh, oh) no more (Oh, oh, oh) I ain't your baby no more