[Intro]

Uh, uh

3:50 PM in this bitch, we still rapping

We ain't never fucking stopping, boy

[Verse 1]

Ex-girl called my phone talkin' 'bout how she really miss me

Made me rethink about all of our history

Had me reconsidering telling her that we should link

Then I had to come to my sense 'cause you know

But nah, it would never work

Finally found my purpose, while she still don't know her worth

Something overdue is me taking a trip to church

Caused some problems that'll follow me until I'm in the dirt

For real, but ain't nobody perfect

If that's what you looking for, then you won't stop sеarching

I be on your page all night, I don't stop lurking

Told you "I moved on", but for rеal, I'm not certain

I could move on, ever at all

You the one, or so I thought

Why I get attached to all of these bitches?

Why I give my heart out to these evil women?

I was on the phone with Slade and he told me just to listen

Don't give my energy out, but I did and—

I fucked up, drowning that dark cup

Sip it with no chaser, then sparking up my blunt

Rolling up a three five, something to get me by

Making compensation for what I really want is love

In this lifestyle you can't really find that

If I call a woman, guarantee that she gonna type back

But it's really more than that, treat her like an artifact

If I'm getting petty then [?] you and call me back

[Bridge]

Call me back, I ain't playing no games, that's a fact

But I guess she playing games

No, no, no, no, she playing games

[Verse 2]

I been thinking, I should call my pops back

Then I think back to the reason I ain't try that

I know he ain't perfect so that's making me a hypocrite

Me and him are too alike 'cause none of us fit the shit

Uh, the shoe fits so I'ma wear it

Going back to my mistakes, I won't lie, I'm embarrassed

Trial and error, learning on my own with one parent

How a woman supposed to teach a man some manly manners?

Uh, look, this ain't even the chorus

Taking my heart out emotions, I'ma pour it

Ain't no competition with this music, shit is boring

Niggas hated when I was broke and now they hate I'm in a foreign

These hating niggas dreams is my reality

So I understand why these niggas is mad at me

Turned my tragedy into a masterpiece

When I mastered this game, they all after me

Uh, yeah, this life be moving fast

I remember a couple years ago I was freestyling in class

Now a couple years later now, a young nigga a grad

Man, will I miss the people? But fuck, man, am I glad

I'm just ready for the controversy coming with my name

I'm ready, put my name on the fucking walk of fame

Right next to the stars like I'm chilling up in space

Hope that bitch throw up every time she hear my name