See Me at the Top
I could never frown
I was down I was so depressed
If you wonder what I'm doing now
Bitch I'm over that
If we having probs
Work it out like a shoulder press
But I had to do this shit alone you a hoe for that
Clown bout the money
Funny now ima blow a check
Tell me that you proud
Keep it down what's the point of that
I would give you more
Gimme less I can't go for that
Hate to break the news but you dead
You ain't know it yet
Prolly with a pretty young thang
And she knowing what she got now
(Yeah she know it)
I was tryna keep you in the frame but the pic getting cropped now
(Out the frame)
All out of love turn around this a one stop shop now
(All out of love)
Shit getting clear Visine said you see me at the top now
(You can see it clear)
Sorry I couldn't be a doctor or lawyer
Or something secure I can't be that shit for you now
Sorry that I didn't inherit the property
Move like monopoly
I prolly wore you down
Wanted the treatment and romantic evenings
You wanted a trick and I cannot just spoil you now
Sorry didn't walk down the aisle I can't hold you down
Sorry won't see me with diapers and strollers now
But you prolly had a
Small chance to flip shit
Make it partly matter
Now I do not give a fuck
like I'm Marshall Mathers
Bout to beat it like a cake
New one sweet as batter
Never said I was a saint but I'm climbing up the ladder ugh
Keep yo chitter chatter
If you know one thing about me know I win the battle
And it's time to close the book
I'm bout to end the chapter
My heart gone get me in trouble
I got some wheels on my duffle
Yeah
That mean my baggage is mobile
And I'm like Waldo in the rubble
Yeah
Wish you had came with a warning
Or something to tell me that I was I was in danger
It gets way to easy for us to be strangers
We didn't even fold we just packed up the hangers mhm
I could never smile
I was down I was so depressed
If you wonder what I'm doing now
Bitch I'm over that
If we having probs
Work it out like a shoulder press
But I had to do this shit alone you a hoe for that
Clown bout the money
Funny now ima blow a check
Tell me that you proud
Keep it down what's the point of that
I would give you more
Gimme less I can't go for that
Hate to break the news but you dead
You ain't know it yet
Prolly with a pretty young thang
And she knowing what she got now
(Yeah she know it)
I was tryna keep you in the frame but the pic getting cropped now
(Out the frame)
All out of love turn around this a one stop shop now
(All out of love)
Shit getting clear Visine said you see me at the top now
(You can see it clear)
I was down I was so depressed
If you wonder what I'm doing now
Bitch I'm over that
If we having probs
Work it out like a shoulder press
But I had to do this shit alone you a hoe for that
Clown bout the money
Funny now ima blow a check
Tell me that you proud
Keep it down what's the point of that
I would give you more
Gimme less I can't go for that
Hate to break the news but you dead
You ain't know it yet
Prolly with a pretty young thang
And she knowing what she got now
(Yeah she know it)
I was tryna keep you in the frame but the pic getting cropped now
(Out the frame)
All out of love turn around this a one stop shop now
(All out of love)
Shit getting clear Visine said you see me at the top now
(You can see it clear)
Sorry I couldn't be a doctor or lawyer
Or something secure I can't be that shit for you now
Sorry that I didn't inherit the property
Move like monopoly
I prolly wore you down
Wanted the treatment and romantic evenings
You wanted a trick and I cannot just spoil you now
Sorry didn't walk down the aisle I can't hold you down
Sorry won't see me with diapers and strollers now
But you prolly had a
Small chance to flip shit
Make it partly matter
Now I do not give a fuck
like I'm Marshall Mathers
Bout to beat it like a cake
New one sweet as batter
Never said I was a saint but I'm climbing up the ladder ugh
Keep yo chitter chatter
If you know one thing about me know I win the battle
And it's time to close the book
I'm bout to end the chapter
My heart gone get me in trouble
I got some wheels on my duffle
Yeah
That mean my baggage is mobile
And I'm like Waldo in the rubble
Yeah
Wish you had came with a warning
Or something to tell me that I was I was in danger
It gets way to easy for us to be strangers
We didn't even fold we just packed up the hangers mhm
I could never smile
I was down I was so depressed
If you wonder what I'm doing now
Bitch I'm over that
If we having probs
Work it out like a shoulder press
But I had to do this shit alone you a hoe for that
Clown bout the money
Funny now ima blow a check
Tell me that you proud
Keep it down what's the point of that
I would give you more
Gimme less I can't go for that
Hate to break the news but you dead
You ain't know it yet
Prolly with a pretty young thang
And she knowing what she got now
(Yeah she know it)
I was tryna keep you in the frame but the pic getting cropped now
(Out the frame)
All out of love turn around this a one stop shop now
(All out of love)
Shit getting clear Visine said you see me at the top now
(You can see it clear)
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Writer(s): Lanecion Soward
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