Ghetto Cinderella

I texted late cuz I was busy taking photos

Don't call me Mr. only want me when he's fucked up

You more like little miss obsessive, but I love those

I need that stuck inside your head like I'm a love song

Once you got a little, you can never get enough though

She want me to be the best friend, the best man

It's hard to tell her no though

Sign my life away, but keep it on the low-low

Now I got all that talk and they taggin' it just for promo

I need that top of the playlist, I need me as your favorite

Don't want her unless she see a superstar in the making