I need you to know that I'm not who I was before, no I think of you every day, every night You said you needed space and you needed time And I want you to know what I did wasn't right Wish I could change your mind, I wish, I wish I'm Ponyway H, I'm a rockstar Modstar, can't do burger and lobster Like, IG girls on a roster Snapping this Starbucks, snapping in Costa We put up in trucks, not slot cars This portfolio ain't for adopting Girlfriends writing on my entourage Chatty mouth tinga and get them a podcast Now they're wishing on a pop star Two days out of crush on Shannon Now I got a crush on my Clarence R6 engines, what the fuck happened? Every day I'm pooling Mad at my American tings, don't know about Jimmy So when I said Jimmy, she said, who Fallon? I said, wait, yeah, foot on the gas For the G and wags, me criminal, what? Can I say girls love me? Maybe it's me and Eliza From three times arrested to three times platinum Guess you could say I'm the guy, no Don't be baffled when you see me in Central Summertime Bentley, drop to a ice-out Know a lot of girls wish they could ring my line On seven, don't worry, we'll dial up I think of you every day, every night You said you needed space and you needed time And I want you to know what I did wasn't right Wish I could change your mind I wish I win, then when will we up? Man, been in the industry less than a year And the gang keep pissing me off Fuck, boy, they keep hating a lot But they all on me when they put on the spot Man, fuck off, I start to think I win Every time embracing my loss Propagating, you're holding a flock Me and this gi might be back in the box Let me get too sexy with the time And show you why there's no competition We drop game, but she like eye contact Drop that too, guess what, now she feeling me I be real, if you really wanna step with the gang Just know there's a minor omission fee We switch faces, jump to the scene Other camps are shooker, we cause catastrophe I got switched, let me chat to him quick Man, she came with her man, but she left for the rapper She's seen how we live and we taking the piss She wanna get fucked with my chains on swinging That's the sound of your wife getting more than adrenaline Whatever you made this month, she ain't feeling that So come make figures, slidin' around and about more But, but you say it was my feeling, yeah We ain't got time for no rap camp Brothers on the cramp, they ain't with it Just be yourself, be humble and fumble the bag Be live on the night and the gaffers tryna get wild And I'm sending a cap When I look back at us, I know we almost had it all But the time wasn't right, I should've loved you more But there's no going back, I think I need you to know that I'm not who I was before, no Set time up, boy, you gotta sit back Said I wanna break, I ain't talking about Kit Kat Used to ride the king like a rich back Got good grip, so I know you gon' miss that They named me Spanx, I get big stacks Sorry, boy, no, I don't do mishaps If I take you back, don't get too gassed More time, I'm probably getting my lick back Said you want a tea, now sip that It's time for you to take church, go country Want millions, thousands, hundreds So more time, I'ma be where the funds is Slap bag, got the niggas in a bunch Get into the bag, I don't wanna do brunch Big boy whips and I do my own stunts Real good food and these niggas on the hunt Sweeter than the sushi, I'ma put them in a blunt Every day, every night You said you needed space and you needed time And I want you to know what I did wasn't right Wish I could change your mind I wish, I wish