Speakers cause of low end
And come up with no warning
Mother of my skies
Why you always gotta intervene
Father of my time
Don't you got some more to get of me
Anything, anything
Mother of my skies
Why you always gotta intervene
Father of my time
Don't you got some more to get of me
Clouding my judgement
Surround me with flood
And you talk when I talk
Just to drown out discussions, uh
She like "How we gon' f**
When your friends in the living room all on the game"
Say what you want, sh**
Don't nothin' get easy
Bout that walk of shame
Talkin' bout standin'
I blame you for being petty and
Tellin' me pull up when you ain't ready and
All the dates that you didn't bet me
But we don't go 'cause