I tried to call, but you seemed angry
Patience you say
I'm so sick of all the bullshit
I'm done playing your games
I can't keep up
I felt safer when I'm out cha-way
I feel the temptation of wasting my time on you anyways

Talking 'bout come thru'
Got news for you
Girl boo, fuck you
Don't really care what you got to say
Got my new bitch and got new things
Move on from the old shit
Now
Fuck you mean

Yeah, I'm at fast pace
Yeah, in the fast race
And I'm on a fast chase
Can't stop, don't wait
Green light, bad base
No time, too late

Too much on my mind
And you think I gotta relate
Shiver me timbers
Know I'm gonna be late
Gotta deliver
Hold up replay
Don't you remember
You don't play games
You can't stop us
Ain't no delays

I can't even remember where to start with beginners
And we know that we winners
And we are the inventor's
This zone, no enter
No time, go gettas
No fair, can't even shimmer

Can't fuck us, you rather reconsider
Tribe 7 coming hard, bending bars, holding scars
Team winning, balling hard
Shooting stars, call on God
Oh my God, sent voicemail, my regards
Sincerely killing me

Peeling me, building me
This is the economy
You can't even fuck with me
How the fuck you suppose to see
Run away so we can be together
Rainy day turns into sunny weather
Turn the clock back
Take a step back

Tryna retrack just reflect back
Tryna to clap back
Going to the future
Oops it's a blooper
Retake lemme boost ya
Hawk ya like a cougar
Could've caught ya sooner
Glad I didn't lose ya
Don't wanna accuse
Ya make sure I don't use
Ya

Talkin' bout come thru'
Got news, for you
Girl boo, fuck you
Don't really care what you got to say
Got my new bitch and got new things
Move on from the old shit
Now
Fuck you mean