Friends,
they're just friends And nobody else can tell you're different,
girl
It depends who gon' love you when them friends gon' missin',
girl
Wipe them tears,
we too grown to have these type of conversations
What makes this complicated?
What more you want from me?
Six-fifty destinations,
way more than what you need
I like when the lights are way down low And the liquor flowin'
Do you feel important?
What makes you feel important, baby?
In the two-tone,
when the roof gone,
do you feel like mine?
When the rent late,
but your tab paid,
do you change your mind?
When the lease up,
will you bring up how I changed your life?
Yeah, I changed your life
And I hate that I'm right
Cause you look so good in these lights
And you got your body on mine
You're the artist on my mind
You're the artist on my mind
I'm cool with the way you been treating me
recently It's all a game in your head anyways
And you with your friends on the internet tryna
be slicker To know that you're stuck in your ways
I tried to be patient,
took you on all them vacations Simply put,
I was mistaken
And boy,
oh boy,
I'm looking better now that I ain't gotta
deal with all that f***in' complainin'
For real,
little finger's how I feel now I would rather keep it real,
yeah,
I would rather keep it real now
I bet it's hard for you to hear me say these things,
these things