Ask her money and get advice huh
.45 on my waist, boy get out my face
We’ve thought of something that is better
Your time is running out
You didn’t know that you fell
I want it all cause I just ain’t had enough
If only I knew what my heart is telling me
Bon a, bon appétit, baby
I’m losing it, I can’t control
There’s no miracle to save me once I’ve fallen
I’m her doctor, but I’m runnin out of patience
Was never tryna make an issue for you
And nothings ever good enough
I can’t lie though, it’s kinda how I like it to be
You don’t know what you got til it’s gone, my dear
You should stay with him