[Chorus: Lovely Jean]

Everyone knows

Everyone sees her

Expectations getting older

My world's getting colder

Why can't I leave her?

[Verse 1: Terrace Martin & Murs]

Even though she puts the pain on Twitter

It's like I work two whole months just to get with her

Now everywhere I go, the homie is telling me to quit her

I can't quit her, we're gonna get it right

We scream, then we fuck, then she asks me spend the night

I asked if I can move in with her

Cause I couldn't stand to see another dude to get with her (No)

On some real, sometimes, I do wanna hit her

Steady picking up the phone like "who's this nigga?"

Not the jealous type, but all my fellows like

"Come into my crib" 'cause I know my girl is hella type

I like my friends to admire my things

But some of these dudes are fucking my queen

I feel it in my spleen, through my eyes, in my back bone

Heart 'bout to bust, eyes full of Patron

Shot of Hennessy, seven lines of cocaine

With three pills, and I feel...

[Chorus: Lovely Jean]

Everyone knows

Everyone sees her

Expectations getting older

My world's getting colder

Why can't I leave her?

[Verse 2: Bad Lucc]

Something about her that got me in a trance

My heart beating in Mach speed

I'm scuffing my Vans, slow down

I know now

Out of control, my soul

Cause love is just like a four letter word, like "fuck" (Fuck)...

Here I go again, believing these lies

I guess God told you the surprise, we were bullshitting

Bullshit

Quit telling me that it's meant to be

You were the shit to me

And I'm still stuck, how can I be fucking in love?

I should be right and I fighting your evil ass

Cause even past the days of the kissing

You used to be the most like my brother with his crippin'

Now look who rolling now, hoe!

I'm miles away from the city

I still feel shitty, I still got a piece with me

I feel lost, really but not really

Guess you left some evil in me

[Chorus: Lovely Jean]

Everyone knows

Everyone sees her

Expectations getting older

My wealth getting colder

Why can't I leave her?

[Verse 3: Terrace Martin & Murs]

See, I was taught to never kiss and tell

Head was super swell

Nigga fell in love with Jezebel...

The question is "How good is good pussy?"

Good enough to make you think she wouldn't, but would she?

Fuck another nigga while you're on tour (I don't know, I don't know)

Stay with you when you're dirt poor (I don't know, I don't know)

What type of chicks do you go for? (I don't know, I don't know)

Yup, that's the type of shit I'm known for

Pick a bad one that needs help badly

And in a couple months, I'm the one that's hurt sadly

Enough, that's the truth when it comes to me

I can't leave, I'm wishing you were wrong for me

Gone... fuck outta here already

When I was posted in my Chevy, should have listen to Devi

Bad Lucc and Soopafly had an eye

The funny things in life

You didn't even try

Insecurity, about the other guy

Now I know why, shit didn't work...

[Chorus: Lovely Jean]

Everyone knows

Everyone sees her

Expectations getting older

My wealth getting colder

Why can't I leave her?