[Verse 1: Stoop Kid] See moments like this I hate to exist I stay to myself and I stay with a spliff If cupid had missed then it's not meant to be No aim at all, straight from the hip This sh** straight from here though Asterisk points at heart Cla**ic points of interest Brought to you in part by letters L is how you look at me O is only one I see V's a Vicky, keep it a secret E is eternal when you mean it Who say Bublé ain't convienetent He say, she say misconceiving Disconnected signal weaken Straight to voicemail on the weekends When's it enough with you? I can't get in touch with you Wondering who touchin' you Like who else really f** with you If I'm the one then f** her too You the one there's zero others In my zone like cover two But when we f** there's zero covers I can't be no hero Lazlo Bane I ain't no superman I hear you loud and clear though When I try to save you if I can I mean no harm I promise But can I be honest? If your heart on the sleeve of your garments Then how could you possibly guard it? [Verse 2] See it's moments like this when I know I can hit You crying and hitting my phone up and sh** He lying, he left you alone for some b**h But you don't want dick, you want revenge Probably gon' go back to him in the end f** all the benefits, I don't do friends We touchin', we loving', stop f**in' with him So if you come through, it's just me and you Leave it behind, let's earn our stripes Let's make it official Or never you mind, hitting my line for me to come get you You seem to be fine, you always rewind, you always go back You yellin' you hate him I knew you was lying, girl you was just mad So I wait till you mean it I'll wait till I see it I'll wait till you finish While I'm so convenient It's so inconvenient that you be pretending You caught your boy slipping, I'm sleeping But peeping my hotline is blinging You tell me come through and I tell you I'm coming You ask what I'm bringing I'm bringing these condoms And unlike your man I ain't brining you problems I bring you some food if that sh** help the mood And if you want to brew then I'm bringing a few With dutchies and ganja it's simple as that You riding it rolling it throwing it back Moments like this when I come through to hit You not meant to stress, you meant to relax