PRETTY BOY PROBLEMS PT. I

This for all the pretty girls that I left with a broken heart Such a shame with all the growth I've had, we'd grow apart Walk around proud like you got cameras on you If this a movie, I'm your favorite part A lot of open wounds, a lot of told you so's A lot of X's and O's, a lot of letting go Ferragamo mama, I put diamonds on your neck I know you ain't easy to impress But you ain't had me fooled for a second I can smell Moscato on your breath where you been baby? Where you fucking been baby? Got a little money that I'm tryna spend baby On You Backwoods and a bubble bath Close my eyes, I love where I'm at Then it's the lights, the cameras, the action I can see the look on all you people's faces I can hear the sound of my mother laughing I swear I've seen this before, the red carpet I leave room for applause Then I step on it You got a little bread, where's the rest going I'm working overtime to keep my people fed You're probably somewhere getting high You're probably somewhere slumped over Talking about how this past year's been the best for you December's getting a lot closer I've been getting a lot colder Gotta get in for myself I ain't holding the door open You gettin slimy but What's a snake to a king cobra I could keep going but