[intro // Nicky Hudson Jr.]

(Attention)

A bit tired they say
Kinda empty but it’s not the same
That’s the same road, just a different lane
It’s like the same needle in a different vein
Times flies, is so hard to maintain this high
And pain makes everything harder to explain
Don’t play with my mind, reset my brain

[Chorus // Nicky Hudson Jr.]

I’m lying on my back, my eyes on a rose
Don’t need a cheap bitch to entertain my soul
Don’t even want ‘em close
When they act like they know how to steal thе show
My mood swings so fast, I forgot who I was
Hoes on my phone, I declinе the calls
Don’t even want ‘em close
When they act like they know how to steal the show

[verse // Nicky Hudson Jr.]

I’m running from myself
Compulsively numb out like nobody else
Sometimes it seems like this life got no sense
That’s why I’m still here when they leave the sesh
Even the dust shines bright under blinding lights
And it’s always too late when you check the price
I’m like hypnotized while she spills the ice
Beautiful escape, throw the magic dice
Happiness is gone but I’m movin’ on quicker
B I don’t think about you when I stay with her
7:00 am cold sweat and liquor
‘Se now I feel more incline to fall for a stripper
Her big eyes fly high over the dollar sign
She doesn’t get distracted, she so devine
Up and down that pole, she can touch the sky
Withdrawal doesn’t intensify
[Chorus // Nicky Hudson Jr.]

I’m lying on my back, my eyes on a rose
Don’t need a cheap bitch to entertain my soul
Don’t even want ‘em close
When they act like they know how to steal the show
My mood swings so fast, I forgot who I was
Hoes on my phone, I decline the calls
Don’t even want ‘em close
When they act like they know how to steal the show

[verse // Killah Priest]

Throw it, roll it, I squeeze 'n′ hold it
She reveal it, then walk on ceiling
Bust it down, you know the feeling
Open it wide, come 'n′ get it (yes)
Work that pole, twerk some more (twerk it baby)
Throw some dough, fast 'n′ slow
She go low them cheeks on go (haha)
Ass on swole, I play my role
Lap dance, then she rock it to a handstand
Went from throwing Jefferson's to throwing Grants
It's a blessing she′s so advanced
Went from throwing Jefferson′s to throwing Grants
Head in my pants through one more chance
Here we go
Damn
[Chorus // Nicky Hudson Jr.]

I’m lying on my back, my eyes on a rose
Don’t need a cheap bitch to entertain my soul
Don’t even want ‘em close
When they act like they know how to steal the show
My mood swings so fast, I forgot who I was
Hoes on my phone, I decline the calls
Don’t even want ‘em close
When they know how to steal the show