| Look, alright, yeah I’m sittin' out here waitin' on 'em | 
| Alright look, if you don’t got it, you don’t gotta do all that | 
| I don’t give a fuck where you was at, I just. | 
| You know where to be at | 
| Yo, look, yeah, uh, shit been sticky lately | 
| Niykee Heaton, Nikki Baby, I was Nicki crazy | 
| Had dreams of menagin' both but they been missin' lately | 
| I’m off the liquor so I’m different maybe | 
| Listen, baby, I drove Alyssa crazy, these bitches hate me | 
| Shout out to Gail, she forever real | 
| You ever feel like you need me then you know the deal | 
| I know she never will, and I respect her still | 
| She saw the wave and kept it real before my record deal | 
| But now I’m settin' sail, yeah I’m settin' sail | 
| A star born starboard in this wretched hell | 
| My life is extra real, my film gon' need some extra reels | 
| Robin went and got a Batmobile | 
| Oh yeah, the come up is real, but so is the comedown | 
| Yeah I get the chills every time that you come around | 
| I be in my feels every time that you come around | 
| Don’t know how to feel any time that you come around | 
| The come up is real, but so is the comedown | 
| Yeah I get the chills every time that you come around | 
| Don’t know how to feel every time that you come around | 
| I be in my chills yeah | 
| Look, uh, watchin' her come up | 
| Okay, I guess I got the worst from her | 
| 3 months, and I ain’t even heard a word from her | 
| That ain’t a loss, it’s tuition 'cause I learned from her | 
| I moved to Cali, made a million in my first summer | 
| Uh, shit’s lookin' up, like bird hunters | 
| I bought a 4Runner for my third gunner | 
| Then there’s a catch like I got money to throw | 
| She ain’t a catch she gonna come for your soul | 
| Even though, even though she gettin' shared like Sonny Bono | 
| I still pull up the videos and run 'em slow-mo | 
| But wait, I told her nobody’s safe | 
| Lookin' like I just stepped outta somebodies safe | 
| The come up is real, but so is the comedown | 
| Yeah, I get the chills every time that you come around | 
| Girl, I’m in my feels every time that you come around | 
| Don’t know how to feel every time that you come around | 
| The come up is real, but so is the comedown | 
| Yeah, I get the chills every time that you come around | 
| Girl, I’m in my feels every time that you come around | 
| I be actin'- uh look | 
| But look, tryna find a jam in this lil' room | 
| You know you never pick a rose when it’s fully bloomed | 
| Walkin' out the house like «Who you runnin' to?» | 
| Fuckin' with dude that’s young enough to be a son to you | 
| Crazy how you lookin' shorty | 
| You pushin' 40 | 
| Like, baby, now you lookin' for me | 
| You lookin' sorry | 
| No cure for the insecure | 
| But you can share my soul with me since you’re missin' yours | 
| Okay, you see, attention what I needed but you still ignore it | 
| So I paid less of it to get a little more | 
| I know, immature | 
| You know, this shit is yours | 
| I might as well go get this dick insured | 
| Yeah, the come up is real, but so is the comedown | 
| Yeah, I get the chills every time that you come around | 
| I be in my feels every time that you come around | 
| I be actin'- yo this shit crazy | 
| Uh, look, but so is the comedown | 
| I get the chills every time that you come around | 
| I be poppin' pills every time that you come around | 
| You be stealin' mills tryna give me the runaround | 
| I know the deal, yeah, fuck it | 
| You know when you lose money on these hoes, it ain’t really a loss my brother, | 
| that’s tuition. | 
| Yeah, we all got degrees in this shit. | 
| I got 9 PhD’s and 8 | 
| Masters. | 
| Yeah, don’t call it love, baby, don’t call it love, 'cause you can’t | 
| find a way to hate me. | 
| It ain’t love. | 
| Love you though |