projecting

Cash in, cash out
Yous on my mind on the dance out
Life of the party, I'm the sell-out
Homie can't deal, get the takeout
Cash in, cash out
Yous on my mind on the dance out

I'm done projecting
Done tapping that card machine so generous
Just to be promiscuous
Count your days, I'm counting bills
On lot I spent tryna forget you
Rolling the streets by nightfall
These streets know when I ball
I done bummed out all my homies for zaza
Just to cup both your soft cheeks in the snow
I don't forget all the pretty exchange
All the words, all the love, all the worth, all the hate
Homie hollers for me when I sway
Swerve from the lights, recollecting
And all of the time that I threw in the game
Guess I spoke so highly when I was blinded by you

Now I keep all of the homies and habits
I'm out growing out some of new ones too
And trust if I'm cold, I might bill you
And if you come sliding, I'll time you
Sweep me again and I'll kill you
Sweep me again and I'll kill you
Sweep me again and I'll kill you
I know you ain't all that evil
It's the you in my head, she the devil
(You punk ass bitch)
Sweep me again and I killa

Cash in, cash out
Yous on my mind on the dance out
Life of the party, I'm the sell-out
Homie can't deal, get the takeout
Cash in, cash out
Life of the party, I'm the sell-out, aye
Life of the party, I'm the sell-out

Cash in, cash out
Yous on my mind on the dance out
Life of the party, I'm the sell-out
Homie can't deal, get the takeout
Cash in, cash out
Life of the party, I'm the sell-out
Life of the party, I'm the sell-out

(And trust if I'm cold I might bill you)

But I'm done projecting