Maybe this shit you gotta go through
Momma used the white card at Whole Foods
Got off late come home to cold food
Least I got something dude, can't complain
Why I'm woke but want the fame
Tough love hard luck
Skip class in the rain for a hard-
Let the Sefu rock in the background, got my battery drained now my car stuck
Quick key turns in ignition
Honestly I don't want fame just recognition
Give me my flowers
Give me my flowers nigga
Cause I
Ain't never been shown no real love
So imma keep fucking till I feel love
Sweet love, the plants watch our encounters
Blank stares from the paintings I look in the mirror realize nun of it matters
Cause bad bitches don't recognize a bad bitch
I ravage through my heart and try to find what happened
Play her a song, for the applause we make it happen, clapping
Pull her hips back and beat her back in
Fall into her lap and
I collapse inside
I ain't done but she tired
And I- I apologize if I been wrong
All the the shit thrown back at me just made my pen strong
Try to prove myself after we done, played her like ten songs
Where did we go wrong