Released: December 22, 2016
Yeah I swear we all got bad habits
I used to crash at your place with no damage
I'm smashed off my face
I just spilled Deine on my lappy you think I'm an addict it's bait
My dreams are so purple please don't come near me I'll hurt you
She's like I'm falling too late
I can't afford more mistakes I've had plenty
I can't afford no new mates I see envy
Realist round town, who you been around now?
I just need an ounce and I'm ready
We just need a six bedroom house and a Bentley
I know sick nigga's probably in your house for the belly
Paint it when I write but she love it when I sing
When it rain but I see it through like cling it in a fling
Tell me you need space I'll obey no debate
Now your in too deep better swim what a thing
Just love yeah
Shawty wanna fuck in the club that's love
Probably want a house up in the hill with it too
Say a lotta things over text when your drunk
Now I gotta know if you really coming through
Got a lot to prove
Zip lock full of green probably play a little Blue I'm the truth
I could be your Superman with the costume
Funny how I found myself but I lost you
Wait still watch the phone ringing
Still late for her clothes fitting
Old horse trippin'
Can't be on cold with him
Dancing with the Devil but she ain't got no rhythm
I got no feelings, no time fuck a co-sign
Did it in my own time so I don't mind
Leave 'em on my old line probably still hit me though
Heard your new joint sound old me physio
Realist sound yet
You can smell it in my scent
Hardest star smelling like cement
Stopped getting high to an extent
Cos I clocked everything that goes up must descend
I got no love for friends only family
You dunno the settings ain't factory
Did it I didn't have to do it naturally
I'm in the field without a strategy
Livin' of these love songs but no word of profanity it's mad
Just love yeah
Shawty wanna fuck in the club that's love
Probably want a house up in the hill with it too
Say a lotta things over text when your drunk
Now I gotta know if you really coming through
Got a lot to prove
Zip lock full of green probably play a little Blue I'm the truth
I could be your Superman with the costume
Funny how I found myself but I lost you
I used to crash at your place with no damage
I'm smashed off my face
I just spilled Deine on my lappy you think I'm an addict it's bait
My dreams are so purple please don't come near me I'll hurt you
She's like I'm falling too late
I can't afford more mistakes I've had plenty
I can't afford no new mates I see envy
Realist round town, who you been around now?
I just need an ounce and I'm ready
We just need a six bedroom house and a Bentley
I know sick nigga's probably in your house for the belly
Paint it when I write but she love it when I sing
When it rain but I see it through like cling it in a fling
Tell me you need space I'll obey no debate
Now your in too deep better swim what a thing
Just love yeah
Shawty wanna fuck in the club that's love
Probably want a house up in the hill with it too
Say a lotta things over text when your drunk
Now I gotta know if you really coming through
Got a lot to prove
Zip lock full of green probably play a little Blue I'm the truth
I could be your Superman with the costume
Funny how I found myself but I lost you
Wait still watch the phone ringing
Still late for her clothes fitting
Old horse trippin'
Can't be on cold with him
Dancing with the Devil but she ain't got no rhythm
I got no feelings, no time fuck a co-sign
Did it in my own time so I don't mind
Leave 'em on my old line probably still hit me though
Heard your new joint sound old me physio
Realist sound yet
You can smell it in my scent
Hardest star smelling like cement
Stopped getting high to an extent
Cos I clocked everything that goes up must descend
I got no love for friends only family
You dunno the settings ain't factory
Did it I didn't have to do it naturally
I'm in the field without a strategy
Livin' of these love songs but no word of profanity it's mad
Just love yeah
Shawty wanna fuck in the club that's love
Probably want a house up in the hill with it too
Say a lotta things over text when your drunk
Now I gotta know if you really coming through
Got a lot to prove
Zip lock full of green probably play a little Blue I'm the truth
I could be your Superman with the costume
Funny how I found myself but I lost you