[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Huh

[Verse 1]
The truth is I feel you useless without the pussy
Ain't never payin' attention to what the fuck he cookin'
Your horror shooked me, any enigma of it pushed me
Right to the edge, I can't lose my edge, you might overlook me
I hold my grudge and the blank on my face to keep me shootin
If you got feelings to deal with then you should fuckin' feel this
You should fuckin' feel this..
You should-, uh
I gotta kill it, I gotta get it, I need my baggie
And going hazard, when half-ass rappers get at me
You know so sadly don't even at me and send yo' addy
They run they bis' from behind the scenes, but still talking action
No matter how many I tucked they still gon' say I'm lackin'
No matter how many I fucked they still gon' call me faggot
They hating, habit, the hazardous ways, I be the hatchet
I'm holding on like a haddy, they bite the bait, I had them
No matter how many I tuck, I still won't feel protected
No matter how many I fuck, I still feel so selective
I know I'm better than what's ahead of me, Like the letter V
Turnt 'bout 90 degrees and tilt to the right of me
No matter how many I fuck, I still won't feel connected
No matter how much they come up, I still hate all my exes
Think I'm addicted to sex, This is just really all I feel
Plot a logic to life and tell me what's really real
The mean is me, the production a final sequencing
I can't see where you leading me
It'd be best if you leave me be
It'd be best if you leave me be
It'd be best if you leave me be
[Outro]
No matter how many I tuck, I still won't feel protected
No matter how many I fuck, I still feel so selective
No matter how many I fuck, I still won't feel connected
No matter how many I fuck, I still won't feel connected
No matter how many I tucked they still gon' say I'm lackin'