Interlude (feat. Bibi Bourelly)

Sippin' on Dom Pérignon

Caught your name, shit

Forgot you was gone

Cause you've been lying a fucking lot lately

This whiskey never lied to me, baby

Saturday night live on TV

Saturday night life after three

Spent my Saturday night trying to leave

Cause you've been lying a fucking lot lately

Also, I never met another girl like you shit

I'm your fucking rider

Do ride by you, true shit

Talk shit, nigga, do shit

Acting like we picture perfect

Like we ain't done been through some shit

We done been through shit, nigga

I thought you was mine

Interlude, just a moment in time

Fairy tales ain't real

Cause you've been lying a fucking lot lately

Whisky never lied to me, baby

Let me take a sip of that

It's about you now

How'd you figure that

Now I'm done with chasing

Called once, called twice

Called three times never hit me back

Why the fuck is that

We needed time

Maybe you did love your life

And I didn't love mine

Saying what was in your heart

My temper with your pride

Boy we gave up way to early

Couldn't say we tried

Do you feel it inside or what

What's done is done

So don't look for me

I'm on my way to some next country

Had shit to say so I lay it down

Called Bibi in to sing hooks for me (yeah)

That's the only way for me moving on

Everybody around me wanna know what's wrong

This situation got me stressed out

Let alone the other shit going on

You can tell that I'm hurt, angry

Am I the only one feeling this weight?

Disaronno and ginger beer

How else can I escape?

Staying busy working on my shit

How else can I be great?

Was it all fake?

Mm, Never mind that

Spent time tryna understand you where your mind's at

Spent time adding up lies and then divide that

I know it wasn't intentional

And you meant well

I saw shit

I thought shit till my pen felt

So now dealing with the now

Ain't no past tense

Late night cruising round through the city

Wishing that you was up in here with me

Keep them windows up, the vibe sweeter than my car scent

But it's a car crash and then my heart is left of that nast' dent

Still no regrets and yes, I mean that

Perfect couple, know we can never be that

No love lost on my young boy

Still wish you well, do you believe that?

Just need my space to wrap my head around this fucked shit

We didn't even get

Fuck it

Pass me a glass

Sippin' on Dom Pérignon

Caught your name, shit

Forgot you was gone

Cause you've been lying a fucking lot lately

This whiskey never lied to me, baby

Saturday night live on TV

Saturday night life after three

Spent my Saturday night trying to leave

Cause you've been lying a fucking lot lately

Also, I never met another girl like you shit

I'm your fucking rider

Do ride by you, true shit

Talk shit, nigga, do shit

Acting like we picture perfect

Like we ain't done been through some shit

We done been through shit, nigga

We got up, don't try to tear me down

Down, down, down, down

[?] Of, we got up

We got up for now (wish you didn't lie to me, baby)

Got up, we got up for now

We got up for now

Don't try to tear me, down, down

Down, down, down, down

Wish you never lie to me, baby

Wish you never lie to me, baby

You don't lie to me, baby

You shoulda never lied to me, baby