What a Day

I ain’t freestyle in a long minute without the Jack Clear thoughts come out different without the ‘yac And who’s to say I got a clear mind In deep talks with my last bitch, she love to cry over clear whine And shorty loved the bitches, had queer mind Woah, be clear I’m not homophobic Toting grips that like to blow shit, pause Open sores, watching bitches scream like when I poke in drawls Look, another empty box of condoms when I open drawers And bitches think I‘m immune to love I know the feeling, also felt the pain whenever doves cry Dropping tears in hopes it grows a flower from the mud Flying, getting high, we tryna be like them But, think the drugs lied to us, screwed us in While you on the hunt for newer men Red bottoms when you hit the club to hide the blue within What a day, oh Back to my bitch, I mean my queen, um Pick and choose, it was hard to claim her till I seen sum Call it lust, call it trust issues Never trust a bitch, but, I trust a queen Shit, I barely trust the team Black thoughts, I only trust the green Yeah, the jealousy Black thoughts, ya green, guess that’s your way to show respect to me Keep hating, especially while I keep making green Tried her out, if she can’t arch her back, then she can’t make the team Bad bitches, hop up out the whip and I’ma make her seen Coffee eyes, shorty sweet as sugar, had to make her cream Time lost, had to make it up, call it Maybelline A bad era, tryna rob her heart, I bet the mascara Had to set the tone, forcing love, that was last era Got it young, we don’t make mistakes, just get misguided sometimes Just one time is all I need to correct course When in search of love, just look within That’s the best source She used to say I only feel protection when you holding me Providing warmth, it’s crazy how your heart can turn so cold to me I go to hold your crease, you turn away You speaking code to me As stars shine reflecting our time when you was gold to me To me it’s cold to see you leaving I know everything happens for a reason So, I guess it’s just that’s how it’s supposed to be Young