| Walk of shame out this Gansevoort | 
| Pockets full, but you laying there, I can’t afford | 
| But I’ll be good baby, maybe this is hand in arm | 
| And we was just getting our handle on, wonderful night | 
| Shit I never seen, shit that you never felt | 
| Wanting to never leave, twisting whatever’s dealt | 
| Talking to let it be, listening when you melt | 
| Still on my G, baby, let it tell | 
| Tell you what you love and picturing me to mean it | 
| Told me «give that up Sky, I want it and I need it» | 
| And you ain’t have a prob showing me the way you keep it | 
| Like this will go beyond where we are, fuck a reason | 
| And I can love or leave it, but I ain’t leaving none of this to part with | 
| So I’ll just play the part for the bargain | 
| You put it where your heart is, baby I ain’t mean it | 
| Its not that I ain’t want to, its just that I ain’t see it | 
| Just call it Drew & Derwin | 
| We made the night | 
| We made it a wonderful night | 
| I didn’t wanna fall in love | 
| I thought that one time was enough | 
| But tonight, if we do it all again | 
| I hope we don’t fall in love | 
| Let’s just make tonight | 
| Another wonderful night | 
| Two finger hooking your murder heels | 
| Memories double timing, look like you’re hurt for real | 
| We never pictured last night becoming today | 
| We both wanted us, shit we one in the same | 
| Carrying on like I’m with it all | 
| Laying underneath you and treating you like this is yours | 
| Word to the Mags and the bottles of Cavit that’s by the dresser | 
| I build walls after I compress 'em | 
| I’m told that I turn cold, giving them hard dick and | 
| Straight to the hole like Kemba Walker it was taking its toll | 
| And feeling awkward is the way I suppose that this supposedly goes | 
| Cuz on the low I’m supposed to be home | 
| And you’ll prolly meet a dude who’s due up to find a role | 
| And after like a month, dude will prolly propose | 
| And I’ll applaud it, and all that it’s coming with | 
| I’m nowhere near that, I usually run from it, just call it Drew and Derwin | 
| Hope we don’t, hope we don’t | 
| Fall in love, fall in love | 
| And it was nice while it lasted, right? | 
| I gave you mic, you gave me adlibs, right | 
| It wasn’t right but that was past tense | 
| I guess that I wouldn’t be mad if | 
| You was to move on and pretend I never happened | 
| You giving me all, just pretend that never mattered | 
| You gripping the walls, and getting on your ladder | 
| Let’s call it time lost, let’s put that all in back of us | 
| And leave that over there |