Higher Level

He never gon' play with me

All he wanna do is just stay with me (uh)

I know it's made for me

That why I'm never gonna lose my baby (best in the world)

I be on some shit on the higher level

I done seen a angel, I done met the devil

Want me to break it down, only so much I can tell you

Used to yelling 'bout that postcard, I ain't never mail you

And I can admit I was on some such shit

Riding 'round town tryna flex on my buff shit

My bad, I was tryna make something like Warren Buffett

But I still don't like when you break me down out in public

This that tough shit, talking 'bout that rough shit

Talking 'bout when you find somebody that you in love with

It ain't always perfect, but you know we make it work

Apologize in advance, you know that I'm a flirt

I thank you, you let me know exactly what I'm worth

You made it work when you was at home just getting hurt

People talking, you wasn't walking, you didn't skirt

Mad they want a birdie that sing, I didn't make it chirp

On high alert, see, one time we go berserk

Catch a opp on my turf and they gon' get the worst

Cops come we play Silent Bob like we watching Clerks

Catch a opp on my turf and they gon' get the worst

He never gon' play with me

All he wanna do is just stay with me

I know it's made for me

That why I'm never gonna lose my baby

And I can admit I was on some such shit

Riding 'round town tryna flex on my buff shit

My bad, I was tryna make something like Warren Buffett

But I still don't like when you break me down out in public

It was your birthday, but me and you was in the worst way (worst way)

Mad that I thought it was Tuesday, it was Thursday (Thursday)

I'm at the club acting up, should be at home with you

I'll admit I'm not the version of myself I sold to you

Constantly you telling me I'm just tryna grow old with you

But I got a problem doing everything I'm supposed to do

I hit the road, I'm on my own, but I'm thinking though

I'm in the 'Rari she was with me in the Lincoln though

I'm tryna call her, I'm on shrooms, and I'm peaking though

I wish I had told her all the shit I'm thinking a week ago

I'm freaking though, get lit, don't give a shit, just want a freaky hoe

Leave me alone, ain't tryna answer my phone

I'm with the big dogs, we running out in the cold (in the cold)

And where I come from, we been but never fold (never fold)

Tryna ease the pain, miss the serve with the phone (the phone)

When she call, I say, "I'm on my way home, love letters to you"

Uh, love letters to you, uh

Love letters to you

Love letters to you

Love letters

He never gon' play with me

All he wanna do is just stay with me

I know it's made for me

That why I'm never gonna lose my baby