[Intro]

Let’s go on this

(clears throat)

Whoa

[Verse 1]

I don’t know why I don’t know

Sometimes it feels that I got it right

And I got it right now

Sometimes it feels that I can’t get it right

And I can’t get it right

Girl you got me feeling like

I can’t get it right

I’ve been stuck on your words

I can’t get it right

I can’t read through these lines

What I’ve got wrong

What I got funds

What I got phony

My heart and soul

fucking lost

I be taut in

I be coming with this other shit

I wrote too many words

Now I am caught up in the rudder lust

Whoa, lust sheet

I woke up on the wrong sheet this morning

I don’t know

I ‘on’t feel like

damn, I be in the zone

The shit be holding me down

And I can’t spit it out

Got me feeling like

damn, I don’t want to get out

Whoa, whoa, you should be my girl

My valentine love

Give mе that love

fucking give me that lovе

Have me feeling one like

You never had much

I don’t want it

I don’t fucking want it

When you tell me you love me

Feels like I am on it

And I'm back in the city

And I'm all do

[Verse 2]

Got the wrong shit

Not it feels that I am

Back to this shit

I was trapped in these sheets

Now I'm caught up in this bitch

Like this is what it is

And these people are trying to k!ll me

They’re tryna have me drowned

In these fucking hate vibes

But I just sieve it out

My gawd!

This ain’t no fucking joke

Had to put a fucking crash

In fucking l.a

Just to solve it out

Like scheme around

Porting now

This fucking vibe

Like I was something about

Motherfuckers

And I don’t fuck with that shit

Putting my soul like

I fuck with that shit

I made us proud now

Now the Niggers tryna fuck shit

I never go up

I don’t wanna fucking talk on that

Good vibe, good vibe, good vibe

I have a feeling like

I don’t ever come from this vibe

I am always fucking acting like

This is what’s life

And I am always on my shit

Like it is a fucking crime

I know

[Outro]

It is a fucking crime you know

Yeah