I see you doing your thing, aye
Everybody want a ring, aye
Doing 90 on the freeway
Trying to get out my brain, aye

I don't want these thoughts
Had to go and cut em off
Everybody want what we had but we had to go and throw it out, yeah
Too much of good thing can be toxic
So we boxed it up then we threw the love in a closet
Now, I'm smoking and drinking
It's back to back
I'm sure that you doing the same thing
Everywhere I go I get flashbacks
No tactic can attack that

But a full glass gon' suppress this feeling I get to go text you
I'm pretty sure that my next bitch
Will have a rough time tryna best you
And the sex ooh
How did I get up, I left you?
Fuck
All that I got is my work now
Two tapes
On a third now
They so hot they could burn down like my whole town
And I got time to go work out
Guess That's a blessing
Shit, this got me way under pressure
My whole life I been learning lessons and God keep em on coming
Never heard of someone who grew up without a bit of that struggle
Gotta build a city and then conquer
The only thinking bout my future
I wanna fuck you up with them commas
Talking numbers on videos
Downloads and dollars
I'm never gon fuck with your drama
I got big rings coming
Big things coming
Stay dancing like diamonds
What a time to be alive, aye
Only Uber but I got the drive
C'mon Baby gotta wipe your eyes
You still alive
And you know you fly
Gotta promise me that you'll try

I'm no different than you
I get high cause sometimes you know feel sad too, aye

I see you doing your thing, aye
Everybody want a ring, aye
Doing 90 on the freeway
Trying to get out my brain, aye

I don't want these thoughts
Had to go and cut em off
Everybody want what we had but we had to go and throw it out, yeah
Too much of good thing can be toxic
So we boxed it up then we threw the love in a closet
Now, I'm smoking and drinking
It's back to back
I'm sure that you doing the same thing
Everywhere I go I get flashbacks
No tactic can attack that

Got the whole game in my backpack
Stay outta my Lanez
You get nap-sacked
Better duck or you gonna get Aflacked
I got big moves on my Atlas
But You'll always have my address
There's always love where I come from and you always gonna have access
To my mattress
Or my back door
You kept it real I couldn't ask for more
We left it without getting battle-torn
We gotta be on our own, we can battle through it

But hit me up
If it's just to chat
Or you need a laugh
You already know I would text back

Truly yours
There's open door
It's me of course

The Mighty

Yah
Yeah-yeah