I'm so apprehensive, think I know what's coming Think I know the difference between this and what I wanted Thinking I'm submissive when I'm just a comet Thinking that these are the makings of a perfect woman Thinking that I know myself, I just know how it feel Right before everything went numb I feel like no one else Like the sole one left and my neck piece one of one And I'm growing complacent Everybody's failing expectations But everything just isn't worth complaining about, baby It's only your breathe your wasting 'Cause everyones impatient No one even shows appreciation And everyone around should know there's more to this life, baby Oh, oh, oh Ooh, baby Yeah, yeah, yeah You see me when I walk out on the crowds I'm seeing your heart, I'm burning through it Oh, yeah, feeling a little complaceint if you know what I mean Aiming at your love with a beam Said you ain't love no one, but me I left you at the door so I had got you a key You won't be locked out, oh, no, no We got nothin' when we started Fuck my friends, fuck all my friends Fuck my friends, fuck all my friends Fuck my friends, I don't want nothin' but twins Fuck my friends, fuck all my friends Fuck my friends, fuck all my friends Tell me, if you love me right now If you love me ever, if you love me ever If you love me forever, if you love me forever Tell me your dream, oh Tell me your dream, oh Who get no money, Spider? Everybody I know The Bent' got all curtains, I fucked her, I was serviced She almost made me feel like this shit was worth it My bitch a boss but she like small purses (yeah, yeah) You want a Bentley, one with no curtains (woah, woah) Bad shawty but you not curvy We can just vibe but that's all fine, I'm tryna have sex with you I let her get a massage inside a Bentley coupe Why would you come and try to finesse me when I bought everything for two? I was hanging your friend but I cut that ho off for you Did it like a real nigga, solid, you didn't have a clue Viral on the internet and now my baby mad Acting like I lost my playa card and went out bad We was talkin' 'bout somethin' serious and it just made me sad Why would I cry over a bitch, I gave to Gunna police ass? You supposed to call me back, but I'm glad that you didn't I was hurt up and I got rich and messy My homie girl cheated with my other homie and he blew his brain I seen her opps so you know me I had to flex my chain Told shorty that she ain't nothin' like my hp, she lame You said you dead and then you told and then they took your stain She asked me am I still gangsta and I said: Probably I told her lil' shorty: I'm black Ken and I need me a Barbie, hey Fast forward and they dressin' like me in 2012 (hey) I can get you rich, but make sure you prevail I come from Germany, south of Kenya if you tell You don't take care of your kids, but if you're gay so then you're real Flyin' out to Paris, the Benz is what we're in I'm piped up so my hotel a resident Huh, stamp the passport out of country winnin' Sir, your papa R &B got all hits Had enough of rockin' and black on goin' rose kids You got none on your wrist and your arm and on your necklace Yeah, you started complaining but ain't fixed yet Half a mil for the Richard, but the right time on my Rolex Plan by rich nigaa rule and we can kick it Up a lot of M's, I promise you my kids straight Oh, woah, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah