It's Me Lyrics

Working like I'm Harden, she stay using clippers

Bitch be cutting up the stories, see who's lie growing quicker

Yeah, something's out of balance, my life's shifting phases

Mama used to pray it, make it something greater

It was way better when it was just fun

No more drugs, no more problems, where the days gone

Too much drama every day, fuck is going on

I remember Wii breaks, we were bowling all night long

And she give it to me straight, pussy self-esteem is strong

Yeah, don't go there, she don't want no loser

Fix up my hair for her, we were never closer

She my baby, fuck a stroller, I just love her odor

And I'd love her over, yeah, I'll take the under

Like these motherfuckers praying all my downfall

Light loans work hard, go pay them off

Me and you never ever got the same sauce

Never ever coming back from this now, ha, ha

Yeah, pulled down Amiri's, I'm cooking in kitchen

I'm fucking em good, bitches sound like a whistle

This shawty a mess, but I bet I could fix her

A little bitty Birkin with a hole for this missile

I'm stuck in the middle, I hate being here

Can't love a woman without any fear

Bitch ain't the one, but she still in my mirror

Why do I see you when I want a beer

I wanna drink it in peace, but this shit that you saying

Got me overthinking again

I need another vacation with all my homies

So I never see you again, what's funny is that

I'll probably see you, where we going now

Knew you were a thot with your tits hanging out

We ain't official, we just hanging out, that's what you said

I'm alright, yeah, cold as ice, whoa

We get high, yeah, till we die, whoa

I'm alright, yeah, cold as ice, whoa

We get high, yeah, till we die, whoa

I'm alright, yeah, cold as ice, whoa

We get high, yeah, till we die, whoa

I'm alright, yeah, cold as ice, whoa

We get high, yeah, till we die, whoa