Don't ask permission, just ask forgiveness.
Soon as we get the ass, we start callin em hoes.
When I finish writing a rap verse. It's a lot like sex: You start off slow with ideas, like foreplay, and then you put your all into it. When you end it with the perfect thought, it's like that perfect last stroke.
Private flights back home, no stop-over
This supposed to be yall year? We aint get the memo.
When the lights don't glow the same way that they used to and I finally get a moment to myself, I will realize you were everything I'm missing and you'll tell me you're in love with someone else.