Mad consistent, I was mad resistant, to the

Friendship, when I only came for them hips

I don't stick around much, I don't stay in town much

Be about it, you ain't 'bout it, gotta go

That's what she said to me

Feel like a penitentiary, locked up

Pullin' me up

If I don't get a body, I think I'm dyin'

I think I'm 'bout to see a side of me

And you ain't tryin' to see

I ain't tryna see

Those sides of me

I'm not tryna see

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

If I keep those up, know I'ma end up alone

I don't even want another ten on my phone

Way too many pretty women, leave me alone

Lock me in the studio and write me a song

And you ain't tryin' to see

I ain't tryna see

Those sides of me

I'm not tryna see

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

I, I, I just think it's funny how

You can have me lookin' so crazy in front of my friends, you know I hate embarrassment

I, I, I just think it's funny how

You think you untouchable 'cause you a celebrity, but let me tell you what I'm about

I'ma get the Smith & Wesson, and I air it out

I'ma get your chin checked in, I don't care about, you

Wise man once said