EXCITED! - Intellectual

Lately

I've been up in my mentals, confusin' myself with nobody to save me

I jus won me a medal cause I ain't about lettin' nobody beat me

I jus was tryna party but you wasn't bout it and failin' to hide that you cheated

I was a mess when I'm with you but now I can go, cause we're done and I'm finally free

Was you a bitch 'fore I turned seventeen

It's a problem cause you never answerin' me

A cure for the itch, I've been smokin' the green

And the feeling'll sting cause I'm high as a bee

I gotta figure out what imma do

Cause I'm indecisive and a whole lotta hеated

Sell out a show, and a night wit' a ho

Then I'll hop in thе booth and you know imma heat it

Bitch I'm excited

I jus' woke up to 20 missed calls from a shawty, I haven't decided

Me and my ex have been fighting all morning, I'm starting to think that this ho be retarded

Finally free to my business, bitch look at me now, and you ain't even what fuckin' started

Me off on this rap shit, I'm tired, my birthday is on, and you're makin' it toxic

Don't give a fuck that you leavin' cause I know I'm better without you, I'm winnin' regardless

Don't give a fuck if you see me on TV and wantin' me later, I don't want a part of it

I'm tryna fuck, but these bitches be sleazy, I go for a night, and I'm up and departed

You playin' checkers and I'm playin' chess, you're skippin' your classes and jus' been outsmarted

You're playin' checkers and I'm playin chess

Cause you ain't even care bout the rules of the game

And I woke in the morn to a million texts

Cause you did you a stupid and it ain't the same

And you ain't got a chance cause I'm stackin' my checks

And you cry to your friends but you still is a lame

And you missin' your classes or cry on your desk

Cause you ain't realize what you left for a god damn

Second before I left your ass for a bad bitch

Showed her my ex, and she gon' laugh cause she average

You can't compare, I got a bag, livin' lavish

She know I'm rare, I'm poppin' tags, louis bag, bitch

Give me a stare, across the room, you a sad bitch

She boutta tear, me off the mag, she's a mad bitch

We doesn't care, cause I'm alive, you a snitch

Cause my new bitch, rockin' the flare, you doesn't have shit