You're new in the game, you need that magic juice, magic shoes in the game Whipping that coupe, yeah That pa**enger could've been you, yeah I know that you're sick, you're tossing and turning, it feels like a futon, yeah I got my own spread, spending old bread like a (like a) like a crouton, yeah I'm cutting them checks, you cutting your finger while cutting them coupons, yeah And this could've been you hun, I'm like maaaan this could've been you, hun Booking all of these flights, with an account I created with you hun I know that I'm too wrong I got pa**codes, on my two phones My pa**port, it's been drew on And I'm looking for someone to poop on, yeah [Chorus] Super ashamed Or maybe it's you, and I've just been used to the blame, yeah I'm writing these poems, using the pain And my whole crew entertain, yeah k**ing these beats and abusing the stage Then they in school everyday You told me to do it this way, no excuses this way, when I do it this way, yeah I look in my closet like "who stock i'm boostin' today?" Who b**h am I making blue in the face? Have I gotten cruel in a waaaaayyy? (Yeah) But I whip that coupe anyway And my j**eler like "girl what you doing today?" I'm like "Rodney just got his computer today, more than likely we 'bout to go stupid today", yeah Plus I'm cool anyway I don't say what I do but I do what I say And listen, when I said I wasn't the same, I was talking bout who I've been banging [Hook]