Rhode Island

Yeah

I'm so far from myself, you don't know how it feel
This whole fit in Margiela, can't even tell
We find every one of his brothers, shake them down, uh
I just went, chopped the top off
Take this ho' to Amalfi

We'll knock his socks off, we'll send him running
Catch him at the crosswalk, huh, dump him
I don't know what I got left, I don't know my purpose
You been making me nervous
Selective as hell, what you sharin' with me
I'm stuck here worrying

'Bout every last thing that you saying to me
Shit make less sense to me, you flip quick, you not a friend of me
Ben Frank' got the best of me, that ten thou' feel like a band to me
Ten— in a van with me, he a dead guy, tryna throw hands with me
Every one of my mans with me, finna chop down his whole family tree
Whole heart, you can take that too, big watch, cost 10 times 8 plus 2

Take another, it change my mood
I know it ain't love, you would fake that too
I know I'm way farther away than before, I can't really blame you much
You don't make no time to text or call, it don't really take too much
I been spending some hours a day, just thinking out loud, I'm waiting on help
I'm hundreds of miles away, still thinking about how great it could be
I'm just one call away, been drinking a lot, and waiting for you
I'm throwing it all away, I hate it a lot, it's better for you