Dreamgirl

Darling I'm dirty, deceiving, dishonest

Don't know what's good for me

Dropped out of college

Ain't follow through on that shit like I promised

I'm sorry, I'm just tryna fill up my pockets, oh

Hold up, fuck should I be sad for?

I remember high school, tweaking 'bout a bad hoe

Who ain't pay me no mind, ain't know I'd be that cold

Now she hit my phone line, I ain't call her back though

I wouldn't believe it if you told me then

I was tryna be somebody that I now resent

I'm just tryna blow up but it's blowing up my head