Yeah Yeah

Check my phone, who it is
I just got another picture from your bitch
Talking 'bout how we gonna end up having kids
And commit it u gonna end up getting dished
On the low, is it worth it
I know so many other bitches that can work it
Tummy tuck, break a leg you deserve it
You ain't like any other women you be perfect

What's the point, I'm all alone
Bet you open Snapchat and check your phone
You worry 'bout somebody else's problem, just reflect
Don't make another move or you gonna end up getting leapt
Key inside the castle I've been walking up the steps
To spend another day getting messaged from my ex
And pissing off my friends so I'ma end up being alone
Tell me I'm the new Sinatra you gonna pay me for a show

I tell em zoom in, to see the real image
The shit you pissed about is the reason you ain't feel it
I guess I'll be the villain but we ain't playing roles
Got imperfect expectations and unrealistic goals
The shit I flex about ain't the life that I be living
Ain't ever popped a perc I ain't into foreign women
Maybe I'm just kidding, yeah really I'm just kidding
So thankfully you listen, the portrait isn't fitting
I'm hotter than an phoenix (do you mean it?)
I guess I really mean it 'cause I turn into a demon
Or maybe I'm just Jesus
A motherfuckin [?] from a planet far away
Till the scopes can't even see it
Shining like a beacon (do you mean it?)
The evil in your heart pushed me off and now you leaving
I guess we're in agreement from all this I've been reading
All this time I fucking spent didn't end up having meaning

Check my phone, who it is
I just got another picture from your bitch
Talking 'bout how we gonna end up having kids
And commit it u gonna end up getting dished
On the low, is it worth it
I know so many other bitches that can work it
Tummy tuck, break a leg you deserve it
You ain't like any other women you be perfect