[Verse]
Mama told me bout bad karma
Never get with girls who got to much drama
If your gonna fuck always wear some armour
Met this chick down in arizona she was in my corner
But was only with me for some popular quota
And now i'm just a donor, aye
Man I get a little paranoid when the blunt burn stomach turn
Nose hurt from the coke
And the alcohol she ain't no basic bitch at all
Let me paint this pic for ya'll
Met her in the high school hall
I never knew I would fall like that
Never knew she would call
Break it all 'fore it fall right back
To the back crowds and them loud packs
And the kids I was hanging around that were dragging me down wasn't down with that

[Chorus]
Yeeahh, it's the same shit every time (???)
Same hill a different way to climb (always be climbing)
That pussy get me every time (and it be getting me)
Don't let it throw me out my grind
Yeah, don't let it throw me out my grind
Hold up
Back to the stage lets turn up
Who get the weed rolled up lets burn up
Muther fucker i'm on one and i'm irritated
She blowing up my phone and I fucking hate it
She texted me I don't text her back
I got my double cup I don't give a fuck right
[Verse]
Had to get a little change in my life moved out to dallas
Then I met this chick we be riding in my whip got her hand on my dick as I switch lanes
Spark a J with a huge smile, haven't felt this good in a while
Said she loved my style, the me for me, honestly we'll wait and see
I've been feeling incompatible for too long, my heart dead locked the security too strong
Tired of the way she decided to move on, never sad cause i'm back in my zone
Going straight for the throne, cause its what I should own
Back to them hoes that be giving me (?) in the back parking lot at the end of the show

[Chorus]
Yeeahh, it's the same shit every time (???)
Same hill a different way to climb (always be climbing)
That pussy get me every time (and it be getting me)
Don't let it throw me out my grind
Yeah, don't let it throw me out my grind
Hold up
Back to the stage lets turn up
Who get the weed rolled up lets burn up
Muther fucker i'm on one and i'm irritated
She blowing up my phone and I fucking hate it
She texted me I don't text her back
I got my double cup I don't give a fuck right

[Verse - Joyner]
(Bitch) I shoulda left you a long time ago
But I ain't really with the drama though
We used to have a lot in common though
Till it all started crashing down like some dominos
And I'm still tryna love you it ain't working
Maybe you should do some soul searching
Or maybe I should go back to the old person I was back when I was a hoe and shit
Hold up
Yeah, but shit is real if you don't appreciate me then another bitch will, thats fact
I think you should relax
I think you should step back and just, who
Who's next
And I can look you in your face, I can tell that you think about your ex everytime we have sex don't lie bitch this the last time bitch, word
[Chorus]
Yeeahh, it's the same shit every time (???)
Same hill a different way to climb (always be climbing)
That pussy get me every time (and it be getting me)
Don't let it throw me out my grind
Yeah, don't let it throw me out my grind
Hold up
Back to the stage lets turn up
Who get the weed rolled up lets burn up
Muther fucker i'm on one and i'm irritated
She blowing up my phone and I fucking hate it
She texted me I don't text her back
I got my double cup I don't give a fuck right