[Intro]

Fresh boy chilling

[Verse 1]

It’s sex on my mind

Feeling like it’s a minus

By the degree

I mean, it’s the average net

Telling me how you’ve got something bigger

Bigger bills

I’ve got the issue with the tissues

[Verse 2]

This sort of tie

Fighting through the why

I need to get it here, back her, darker

Put my lens on me

Felling like, I can see it, I can feel it

The less you relate to me

I can never cave my seep in none

[Verse 3]

And you should know that

We fall through it

And we had it all

Tell me one more time

I feel this way, when the soul come on

[Verse 4]

No more on the floor and perceive the varying

Can’t pray to history

You should be mine often than that

I need more time from you

I feel that I'm giving it all I have got

Telling me, that’s only money on my mind

Keeping it up with the whines

Giving it too much time to grow

It’s a fake career if you’re the one

I hopped on this train to say I caved

Oh what a shame this has to play this way

Play this way