Had to go switch up the ways, the love wasn't feeling the same

Had to go and switch out my cup, a nigga kept spilling the drink

Im riding with all these emotions I don't even know what to think

I'm riding with all of these potions what I got'll fuck up ya brain

We grew up from pain

Hop out the chevy my dawg throw flames on ya

Boy you couldn't keep up why I had to switch lanes on you

But they don't even get what I'm saying though

And I don't even get what I'm praying for

Why the fuck I got to be the one always keep facing the end of the road

These hoes gonna flake on you your mans won't

Nigga that's what you supposed to think, but they first to fold

I'm the type nigga stay up out your way and mind my business

You the type nigga love to get your face rubbed all up in it

Got a bad bitch in my kitchen whipping

Ima feed the family, thanksgiving dinner

Nigga hopping in shorty DM's whole time twin I'm in her

I been thinking bout you all week baby lets make neighbors hear it

She ain't gon trip bout the round 2 I make it quicker to

She ain't gon trip bout the round 2 I make her quicker to finish

If I see one of my brothers go up Ima feel like I did it

Really it's all us, I couldn't have did it if you wasn't with me

Remember we'll slide past 12 riding real hot in that civic

I'm steady ringing the bells headmaster the lesson in session

She'd rather pull up right on me she don't like to do all the texting

I'd rather keep my mouth shut, I don't like to do all the flexing

Please don't tell us that you something that you not nigga

I done kept my head down put the work in got my stocks bigger

Say you got a plan, a lock, fashitsho

Ion link with no hoes I'd rather let the bitch hope

Had to tell my young nigga boy you bigger than kickdoors

We ain't had no plan we was really just kids

Head back getting my dick sucked Smokin on cigs

We ain't gon switch up the ways

She want me to switch up the pace

She telling me tell me right now what you feel

While I'm right in your face