Prod. By Swagg R'Celious for Progressive Musik Group
[Hook]
You feel like it's a doubt 'em all, baby
Plucking pictures in them crowds, they all faded
And I'm just tryna put it down cause I'm not lazy
If I'm your n***a and you proud to shout baby
Who you loving? Who you wanna be hugging?
You been number 2'ing on bitches, but who number 1 is?
Who you fucking when you under them covers?
Tell them bitches that you fuck and you in love with the realest

[Verse 1]
Uh, yeah, no really I get it
Your mother tell you that I'm not the typical n***a
No, no, forgive me, I get it
I got a Grammy nomination for getting the bitches
So you thinking that I'm probably thinking
That I probably want you but got a lot of conceiving
Probably went east and last, the money, [?]
I ain't running with fam, them bammas or TMZ
Know what you plan to be, I know what your fantasy is
I care about you enough that I can never foresee it
She care 'bout me so much, you stressing on who gon' catch us
Hearing what people say, I'm hearing that people jealous

[Pre-Hook]
Oh no, I'm too cold to fuck with them bitches, baby
Yeah, I'm too broke to fuck with opinions, baby