Fm x4 Cm Your man on the road, he doing promo G# You said keep our business on the low low
Fm I'm just tryna get you out the friend zone G# Cause you look even better than the photos I can't find your house, send me the info Driving through the gated residential Found out I was coming, sent your friends home Keep on tryna hide it but your friends know Cm I only call you when it's half past, five G# The only time that I'll be by, your, side Fm I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me G# When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah Cm I only call you when it's half past, five G# The only time I'd ever call you mineWhen I'm fucked up, that's the real me G# When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe I'ma let you know and keep it simple Tryna keep it up, don't seem so simple I just fucked two bitches 'fore I saw you You gon' have to do it at my tempo Always tryna send me off to rehab Drugs started feelin' like it's decaf I'm just tryna live life for the moment And all these motherfuckers want a relapse Cm A# Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes Fm G# Who are you to judge, who are you to judge Cm A# Hide your lies, girl hide your lies Fm Who are you to trust, who are you Outro: Cm A# Fm G#
