My Favorite

I can keep you warm in December, chilly in the summer If you got dreams, baby, I can think bigger
Two Door, ayy
You my motherfuckin' favorite
You just got back home, you know I'm here, we ain't got say shit
I don't even ask how your day was, I taste it
My black rose, my sweet tooth, you the type of bitch I stay with
All that baggage you travel with, you know I'm gon' embrace it
We wasted too much time off that fake shit

Thinkin' you'd be better off fuckin' with a nigga for the Pacers
Look
Can't name a nigga who plays there
Only thing they got, is like a state fair
Five G's for the new chain, another four for the dual pair
Told me she like Livin' Single, it's Overton like Synclaire
Khadijah, oh my Jesus, feel like none of these hoes even play fare
Queen of budget shoppin' for these niggas like she Wayfair

What the fuck
I'm talkin' though
Yeah
I just hope my tone really matches my urgency, understand

Just spoke to my dog for the first time in four years
Ego arguments about some shit like, really, who cares

He got a daughter now, I think we both invested in those years
Uncle Coop, I'm pullin' up, she better not, shed no tears
Mike Lowry, we Bad Boys, lil' nigga, if we gotta' go there
My lil' cousin just hit me, said he only go to clubs unless hoes there

Amazing how shit changed, but really stayed the same in those years
Yeah
I even stopped dissin' all my exes in these records
A little self-reflected
Heard shorty just got married, I'm sendin' all these blessings
I'm learnin' through my lessons
Therapeutic confessions

Usher in the rain, shirt open just like my mentions
I know a girl that said 32 minutes is way too far for time spendin
Like, damn, where your drive at
Where your fly at? I'm where this high at, like, won't you try that
Standin' still ain't never got you nothin' but a time lapse

All this time a mind, you know you can never buy back
I don't even remember, really, if I text and reply back

Niggas is really just tryin' to beat and ring your hi-hat, I'm

I can keep you warm in December