turning tides like i'm in the sea
i make boatloads my pay high
'cuz the past year's been fast asleep
oh you want weekly salary
but the stress alone burn my calories
stress alone burn my calories
couldn't read all the signs
still off on the same smoke
hotboxin' the range rover
she say what i say ain't right
new girls in the calvin klein
that same pussy poppin' on my iphone
and i turn around 'cuz all my bygones do mean goodbye
you sound like my old car
that shit won't ever start again
make sure you walk on water 'fore you try and burn that bridge
i'm talkin fake nights get my pay right
reminiscin' what she say right
hole in my heart like cryo
came up with the link in my bio
pretending i never existed
then hit me like it's been a while"