Welcome.

Welcome you can come on in Door is open you can bring your friends All that's left is my paper and my pen Same shit here we go again I'm not running I'm right here Love me like your husband Ride it Shift the gear Yeah hit the gas tire tracks Damn I love her boujee ass lemon with the glass Want me to stay I know I can't But she make me Hurting my brain drive me insane My baby crazy What else do you want from me You just tryna stir the tea I just wanted company But you done messed that up for me Trust issues in my heart from the start Trusting you broke me I fell apart Now I'm shattered here in pieces with no one left to clean it I love you and I mean it But you done been a mean bitch Tell her that she pretty she started blushing Tell me that she love me but I know that's just her talking California she from the city of angels Treat me like a baller so she let me score in staples Flashing back my memories I'm seeing different angles Switching teams my enemies have got me so entangled Welcome you can come on in Door is open you can bring your friends All that's left is my paper and my pen Same shit here we go again I'm not running I'm right here Love me like your husband Ride it Shift the gear Yeah Hit the gas tire tracks Damn I love her boujee ass lemon with the glass