My Hill

I think she's getting too attached. Passing me her heart I can't fucking give it back. She be chucking me that shit And she know that I can't catch, and her tongue tastes tart She a honey giving cash. She a honey giving ass She got money for my gas. She got money for this tree Smoking hundred as I pass. I got many looking green 'Cause that's all this shit I seen. You be waking up as trash When you'll best do wake a queen. You be waking up a peasant I be waking up a king. Shawty never fucking pleasant And she'll never get a ring. Put a ring on her finger Then divorce her when she mean. So you write another song 'Cause you make money when you sing. I made money when I sang And I listened when he said that all girls are the same So I'm leaving her on read, and I leave her in the bed Because once it's fucking morning Going out to bake this bread And I'll do it till I'm dead. Baby I don't wanna toil And I know you feeling royal. At the top of your hill But she's stepping on your soil, and you've gotten hella spoiled I watched your shawty just boil. Now I'm on the hill still While you fume I add oil. But they all wanna be's Yeah they wanna be me. All these girls wanna see Try relate to me. So they making hella C's And they make a couple B's And they pull a dozen baddies 'Cause it's in my fucking genes. So go picture us Like photography. We're on a distant hill Living quiet and so silently But like I said before This hill is just for me, so baby try to breathe 'Cause I'm giving you this honesty. Now I'm swimming deep Deep in her, to the odyssey See her seas I think that she's just really not the one for me But I'm her tease 90 degrees. The shawty so damn hot But her heart gon' freeze I'll fucking sneeze. I do this shit a lot Have a little scrimmage. We'll have like four kids And they'll be our spitting image, and we'll live a perfect grid But her vision way too perfect, never leave her satisfied So she's told the same story To like 50 other guys And so 50 other dudes Have heard 50 different lies Because shawty so bright, but we see how she tries Tries so damn hard to be seen just to fucking get denied Trying hard for me to see that her life ain't died I think I miss her still, even though I learned my lesson And I'd rather get killed than try again with her next session Got a new wife, new grill New life now filled. Still think of her While I'm sitting safe on my hill