(mob talk)

I'ma hold you like Eve
I ain't order these fries
Though I took you for granted just cause you came from the side
You can eat all the fruit as long as you give me the pie
I'm supposed to be pimpin' I can't be trying these bitches
I can't be loving these bitches but yo' this shit was just different
Can't deny what it isn't
And I can't tell what it is
But I'm just thanking the based-est that you ain't tell all my biz'
Swear I be looking in faces just tryna find you again

(yeah)
(more mob talk)