Yeah, y'all don't matter at all
At all, at all
Oh shit
No strings coming with the blessings
Watch out y'all don't really get it
It's the kid with the BMW preference
Back of the club tryna get on that setlist
Tryna get a break fast
Had to skip breakfast
Don't take a deep gasp
Y'all will be breathless huh
I don't really wanna relapse, that'd be reckless
She call me Jack Reed, that's a curveball
Now I'm Ed Reed, intercept it
Now I'm balling, bought a necklace
She said, baby you don't ever come home, I addressed it
They said, how'd you turn into a man?
Manifest it
And go lay in the cut, antiseptic
Hit it with a ribbed condom on, anorexic
Don't you feel the ambiance, it's majestic
Now y'all see me, huh?
Came up from the D-League
I remember watching y'all on the TV
Back when it all seemed so easy
(Y'all don't see my risk, when they close the curtains)
(So easy)
(Look right now, 'fore they close the curtains)
Yeah
(Back when it all seemed)

I'm doing it better than you
I'm humble, but I just had to say it
I don't need to chill, I don't need the fabric
Not with compartmentalization
Just ran the d-d-d-digits
And I'm makin' presi' in front of they faces
I'm in a German,
Back of the bimmer, just closing the curtain
Cut off some people, cause I was a burden
I know that I'm not a regular person
I'm always working
But can you blame me if the ethic keeps working?
Ethikas all on my dick
But I'm not into skating or surfing
I feel like you got really close to my level
Then somebody nerfed it
Problem is you're a critic, that's your purpose
(Oh)
Please don't wait till they close the curtains
When you missed out on your chance, you earned it
(Oh)
I know what it's like to feel deserted
(Oh)
So you gonna watch till they close the curtains

So sentimental, not sentimental
No romantic, not disgusting yet
Darling, I'm down and lonely
And what a fortune on me
I've been looking for someone else
You said, you said, you said, you said
You said, the curtains closing and going down
Distant from other interests
Oh, your favor weakened
The curtains are closing on me
That's what the fortune told me
Why you gotta be someone else?
These days it comes, it comes, it comes, it comes
It comes and goes