West Side

You stay isolated, in bed on this medication

Stay quiet, but I know you hate it, baby, I'm your friend

I know you got feelings, but lately say you can't feel things

You keep staring at the ceiling, baby, don't pretend

Know your favorite color yellow, still gon' rock stilettos

You stay in your world, don't like the city, say it's ghetto

I know sometimes you can't let go, get mad and explode

I know you act mad at me, but I still can get you wet, though

Live your life like it's an episode, that's just the way you go

You been going day to day, learned how to let the rest go

Taking uber, not the metro, just because you said so

Never slowing down, always on green like "Ready, set, go"