[Verse 1]
Bitches know that I stay balling, wrong pills to fuck raw
Not ladies they just broads, I don’t miss 'em at all
More money, more problems, no money, so common
No others, I promise, cause they carbon, she diamond
Her heart golden, its been broken, she trynna get past her past though
With me it’s always doors open, swang n' bang in that Cadillac, slow
She a fashion killer, style murderer, yet so real, she’s no deceiving
She always feeling bittersweet cause, I’m working, I’m leaving
Let’s forget the past baby, Roof leaning, we Pimp C-ing
206 in the summer time, long hair in the warmth, breezing
Cold nights, warm feelings, What the fuck was you worried for?
There’s scars under that Burberry, she don’t know if I’m trustworthy
I need fame to sell music, surrounded by bitches means distrust
Its true that I probably do but I’d never let that affect us
Respectively, I’m Cali real, different city, same man
Long calls in that late night, I’m bout to get on my flight back
I’ll be home soon...
Seattle got you fiending
Seattle got you fiending
Seattle got you fiending
Seattle got you fiending
[Verse 2]
More Money, more problems, no money, so common
She self made, self paid, but her heart guarded she not convinced
Away and beyond, dime or a diamond, couch cushion wouldn’t find her
They only want what I got, but you love me baby that’s the difference
Drop me off at that Seatac, long hugs, hard goodbyes
She scared to admit that she so attached, sick stomach and butterflies
And that’s how I know, how I know, I’d never fuck with these other hoes
What I gotta do to prove it? Most my music about you
Every time we together, we ain’t fucking with no drama
Introduced me to her friends not Lincoln Price, but as Alex Farmer
I’m bout cars and money, not tripping bout hoes and thots
Just wanna cop these whips, stack these chips, worry you should not
It's that jet life to that next flight, I come home and our sex right
That’s no sleeping that first night, wish it could never end like…
I promise you, I got you girl, vever let this come between us
Cali boy to Seattle girl, the only woman I speak of
Bitches know that I stay balling, wrong pills to fuck raw
Not ladies they just broads, I don’t miss 'em at all
More money, more problems, no money, so common
No others, I promise, cause they carbon, she diamond
Her heart golden, its been broken, she trynna get past her past though
With me it’s always doors open, swang n' bang in that Cadillac, slow
She a fashion killer, style murderer, yet so real, she’s no deceiving
She always feeling bittersweet cause, I’m working, I’m leaving
Let’s forget the past baby, Roof leaning, we Pimp C-ing
206 in the summer time, long hair in the warmth, breezing
Cold nights, warm feelings, What the fuck was you worried for?
There’s scars under that Burberry, she don’t know if I’m trustworthy
I need fame to sell music, surrounded by bitches means distrust
Its true that I probably do but I’d never let that affect us
Respectively, I’m Cali real, different city, same man
Long calls in that late night, I’m bout to get on my flight back
I’ll be home soon...
Seattle got you fiending
Seattle got you fiending
Seattle got you fiending
Seattle got you fiending
[Verse 2]
More Money, more problems, no money, so common
She self made, self paid, but her heart guarded she not convinced
Away and beyond, dime or a diamond, couch cushion wouldn’t find her
They only want what I got, but you love me baby that’s the difference
Drop me off at that Seatac, long hugs, hard goodbyes
She scared to admit that she so attached, sick stomach and butterflies
And that’s how I know, how I know, I’d never fuck with these other hoes
What I gotta do to prove it? Most my music about you
Every time we together, we ain’t fucking with no drama
Introduced me to her friends not Lincoln Price, but as Alex Farmer
I’m bout cars and money, not tripping bout hoes and thots
Just wanna cop these whips, stack these chips, worry you should not
It's that jet life to that next flight, I come home and our sex right
That’s no sleeping that first night, wish it could never end like…
I promise you, I got you girl, vever let this come between us
Cali boy to Seattle girl, the only woman I speak of
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