Batman

Stuck in my ways, might never make it out

Had to flip her to the back, to see what she about

Hand on her mouth, in case she try to shout

When I hold her like a hostage, she don't wanna get out

She like, why you stay tucked, I don't care about clout

She like, why you chasing money, do you know another route

Said no so fast, there is not time to doubt

Rather die gettin to it, than just die in a house

Some fam don't approve, they ain't proud of me now

Same ones if I made it, screaming Prada me down