Wrong Man (feat. Dave B. & Ariana DeBoo)

Hey Sam

What's up?

You drink?

Still do

Do drugs?

Yeah, clearly

That's dope

Not really, at least these women still love me

Well, that's easy

Shit, I've been travelin' around the country

I feel it

Uh, you prioritize cuddles and after dinner sex

I'm just tryna make sure my city shines on the internet

You're twenty-two, you're crazy as shit and love to fight

I'm twenty-four and lived a drugged out life

You're Netflix and chill

I'm more like fuck first and back to work, but what's worse? (What?)

Oh, nothin' (Yeah, I saw that one comin')

That's what you sound like honey, but really

I try to be good, I try to be on my stuff (You try)

I try to love you (You don't try hard enough, I guess)

Listen to me, I'm a mystery, open my hand

Wrong hand (Wrong woman), wrong man

Can't always be there for you, baby

I'm here for the night

I just wanna dress you up and go show the world

Change your life tonight

I know this love ain't what you're used to

But this time around, put trust in me

Yeah

Hey Dave

What's happenin'?

What ya doin'?

I'm rappin'

You still drink?

No doubt

You comin' though?

But I'm stranded, I'm p-p-p-pourin' this 40

I wanna rock with you, shawty, but I'm recordin'

Yeah, I took a walk under pretty pines with a pretty bitch

Not gonna lie, I want kitty cat, not this silly shit

You murder me while I'm killin' time with this cigarette

We on a plane for the same, you just ain't ready yet

No one in my bedroom, phone calls in the morning

When do I not deliver? Breakfast, then back to bonin'

Text me to make me want it, then tell me I'm not the one but

You let me have it my way, that's the only reason I'm jonesing, yeah

You on my line all the time and shit

Runnin' through all these texts and don't be findin' shit

Pressin' all of my hoes like it's a crime and shit

Flexin' that pussy boy, but he don't rhyme like this, yeah

Can't always be there for you, baby

I'm here for the night

I just wanna dress you up and go show the world

Change your life tonight

I know this love ain't what you're used to

But this time around, put trust in me

Hey Sam

Still here

You still drinkin'?

Cheers

You never listen

I know, I'll pay attention, I swear

Tell me somethin', baby

Sure, sure, what ya wanna hear?

I'm about to give up on ya

It's probably a good idea

I got a lotta heart, I know I'm not around

You're talkin' down to me, Sammy's always in doggie houses

I got some hobbies you want me to try and stop now

I wanna make a promise, it's honestly not the child

I'll get you the sun and bring the frigid rain with it (Woo)

I'll be the tornado at your picnic, uh

I try to be good, I try to come back to ya (You try)

You know I love ya (Well, you don't know how to show it to me)

I don't know why we still up fightin', girl, it's awfully late

I hardly ever read your writing 'cause it's not that great

There's 'bout like thirty girls who'll probably think this song's about 'em

And that's the only reason they're coppin' this album, ah