This for all the pretty girls that I left with a broken heart
Such a shame with all the growth I've had, we'd grow apart
Walk around proud like you got cameras on you
If this a movie, I'm your favorite part
A lot of open wounds, a lot of told you so's
A lot of X's and O's, a lot of letting go
Ferragamo mama, I put diamonds on your neck
I know you ain't easy to impress
But you ain't had me fooled for a second
I can smell Moscato on your breath where you been baby?
Where you f*cking been baby?
Got a little money that I'm tryna spend baby
On You
Backwoods and a bubble bath
Close my eyes, I love where I'm at
Then it's the lights, the cameras, the action
I can see the look on all you people's faces
I can hear the sound of my mother laughing
I swear I've seen this before, the red carpet
I leave room for applause
Then I step on it
You got a little bread, where's the rest going
I'm working overtime to keep my people fed
You're probably somewhere getting high
You're probably somewhere slumped over
Talking about how this past year's been the best for you
December's getting a lot closer
I've been getting a lot colder
Gotta get in for myself
I ain't holding the door open
You gettin slimy but
What's a snake to a king cobra
I could keep going but
