woah woah, look now
used to look up to you
now i look down
still it’s good luck to you
i won’t be around
cos i used to be
in love with you
now i ain't
you ain't ever tryna meet me halfway
it’s always your way or no way
feel like you being attacked
when i don’t fall in line
you want everything
all the time, dotted line
no reply for me
if you don't like what i say
if you ain't used to the real
then the truth seems fake
i got vibes from the west
to the middle east
lies put to rest
keep my mind at ease
o’s in my name, o’s in the bank
o’s on the whip, o’s of the dank
c’s on my bitch, c’s on the frames
sleepless at night
seizing the day
all i ever wanted
was the real you
i don’t even know
what to believe now
don’t know what i’m seeing
when i see you now
thought that you was solid
but you’re see-through
yeah, let me take a minute
you blame everyone but you
you love to play the victim
you keep running into yourself
but you don’t realise it
got your eyes closed running
straight into your vices
you got nice clothes
nice ass, nice watches
but you’re ice cold
you don’t know
what being nice is
you don’t value anything
but you know what the price is
you just a sign of the times
we living through a crisis
