[Verse 1] I'm in my black fours Getting packs off Getting them stacks, disregarding the crack laws You was down, held work by the back door You ain't believe my dreams performing on rap tours Like Chris Bosh, you was like n***a please Rent due, that ain't support that a n***a need I just seen more than the streets If I'm bringing home the bacon there should be no beef, kapeesh? But why do you continue to carry on? You was just a vagabond wearing Dereon You was laced, got the LV carry on Even your tagalongs got their carry on But it's all good, I ain't stressing it Hard times is a good way to test a b**h To see if she's really a rider Or if she's just in love with what you provide her [Hook] Baby, I know who you are You can stay a while We won't fall apart I don't wanna feel, like I did today, like I did today (x2) [Verse 2] I'm in my copper foams Moving rocks and stones Used to call my phone, saying you all alone You complaining bout where I be But if you can wait on Jesus you can wait on me But you cheated, you didn't wait patiently You disrespected the kid so blatantly So we called it quits, or you could call it a split Then you seen me with Rich, and you was all on my dick, you sick You calling but ain't nothing to explain My heart empty like the seats at a Nets game Phone buzzing, but I ain't care what the text saying I ain't no skaterboarder, I don't play them x games Naw, can't breathe you need oxygen Going through my twitter checking who I'm following One thing you know about me is I gotta win And now my future looking brighter than a halogen [Hook]