I got a bitch that'll suck on my dick from top of da morning til failing asleep,
begging for action she damn near harassing a pussy assassin closed casket in need,
socks on for traction she gripping Im grabbing and slapping and smacking my name on dem cheeks,
passion on passion on passion on passion a freak in da bed in da streets she discreet,
fairytale fairytale fairytale fairytale I know you very well,
passion had turned into poison and now there be poison in every well,
First it's you love me then hate me then love me then hate some mo,
free sample of food a ride or a fool which one of these things is you taking me fo',

I don't know what this is, what kinda shit that you on,
love birds turn to cuss words, backshots when righting that wrong,
Passion turns into poison, toxic down to da bone,
actions playing on repeat, like dis be our favorite song

bitch in my phone,
fuck is you all in my phone for,
ain't paid not one bill, cash or credit but checking a No No,
bitch I be paying bills, you way too comfortable mouf steady running like athlete, steadily asking me, about these hoes hoping one day that you catching me,
but what happen after we, turning da table then all da sudden its apathy,
your flaws are actually, just a reaction to agony, always come back on me, accountability finding you dodging it casually, but then you taking them shots at my character I'm barely avoiding a casualty,

help you to get where you going but we ain't acknowledging that, say you ain't using me but I'm refusing to take it as fact, cause when you made come up then colors start showing we see how you act, i know it's a shame that ain't a thang this love is da drug keep pulling us back

I don't know what this is, what kinda shit that you on,
love birds turn to cuss words, backshots when righting that wrong,
Passion turns into poison, toxic down to da bone,
actions playing on repeat, like dis be our favorite song

Yeah I fucked up when I stepped out in these streets,
You fucked up when stepped in them on me,
tit for tat doing all that love filled wit toxicity,
make up then claim clean slate, just da same song on repeat,


why is you running mouf, knowing I'm running house, in da streets running round,