If I'm being honest Know you a problem And I don't care to solve it I tried to stall it But this liquor got me calling It got me all in Just tryna get you out that studio apartment Cause you top 10 And no you not 10 You got good brain And you can hold discussion topics Keep it on the low Don't wanna be no trending topic Hit you when I need it But don't treat you like an option Only if I'm being honest You know I miss you shawty Miss the way you do it just for me I'm the only one to blame Know my pride came in between us I came to my senses Know it probably doesn't mean much Open when I'm faded Know that you've been more than patient But I can't do this on my own You give me confidence Guess I just needed time To weigh out the consequence Met me on common ground Love ain't no competition You got my best interest If I'm being honest Know you a problem And I don't care to solve it I tried to stall it But this liquor got me calling It got me all in Just tryna get you out that studio apartment Cause you top 10 And no you not 10 You got good brain And you can hold discussion topics Keep it on the low Don't wanna be no trending topic Hit you when I need it But don't treat you like an option Only if I'm being honest

Trees lose their leaves to the snow Words cut like ice as you go No amount of covers could keep me warm And I've been freezing since the day you walked away All you ever wanted was a free ride All I ever wanted was your love You gave it all away to start a new life I guess what I could give wasn't enough You left me cold, cold, co-o-o-old You left me cold, cold, co-o-o-old You left me cold, cold, co-o-o-old You left me cold, cold, co-o-o-old You left me Away, oh whoa, oh Away, oh whoa, oh Why do we have to call it the night shit? Why do we have to hide all of our vices? You just don't like it when I'm this open I'm not crazy, this isn't a crisis I'm just tryna figure out if I'm in love It's not promiscuous, it's just owning it You need to let go of what a good girl does It's not that obvious, it's my prerogative It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest But at least I'm honest It might not be how you thought it But I'm not that heartless At least I'm honest It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest At least I'm honest It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest At least I'm honest You wanna call me names When I do what I do, but you're doing the fuckin' same So don't look at me that way, like you thought I was a saint If I tell you the truth then there's nothing else to explain I'm just tryna figure out if I'm in love It's not promiscuous, it's just owning it You need to let go of what a good girl does It's not that obvious, it's my prerogative It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest But at least I'm honest It might not be how you thought it But I'm not that heartless At least I'm honest It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest At least I'm honest It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest At least I'm honest Away, oh whoa, oh Away, oh whoa, oh Away, oh whoa, oh Away, oh whoa, oh Don't want you to be disheartened Tryna do the right thing Tell you the truth 'bout how I'm feelin' That's gotta mean something It might not be what you wanted But at least I'm honest But at least I'm honest It might not be how you thought it But I'm not that heartless At least I'm honest It might not be what you wanted (it might not be what you wanted) But at least I'm honest (but at least I'm always honest) But at least I'm honest It might not be what you wanted (it might not be what you wanted) But at least I'm honest (but at least I'm always honest) But at least I'm honest Away, oh whoa, oh Away, oh whoa, oh

I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base You would fuck a rich niggas for the fame, won't you? You would give that pussy up to a lame, won't you? Like a old school, I re-did the frame on you I got my old shooters with me and they land on you Word to them niggas at the six A whole lotta lean, my nutrition They should've told ya I had the drank on me They should've told ya I brought the bank with me They should've told ya I keep that molly on me They should've told ya I got that stick with me You the one who duckin' from a drive by My niggas unemployed sellin' pot pies I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base I keep a shooter with me like Malone I fucked around and did it on my own Come and fuck with me baby, I'm a franchise Molly and them xans got me aggravated The hundreds and 'em fifties, get 'em separated Put them hundreds and them hundreds, yeah we segregated They tryna take the soul out me They tryna take my confidence and they know I'm cocky Fuck another interview, I'm done with it I don't give a fuck about a ho, I let a young hit it I play the games of the thrones with you I can't change, I was God-given Tryna make a pop star and they made a monster I'm posted with my niggas, let the champagne flow A nigga was depressed now my mind back healthy A product of them roach in 'em ashtrays I inhale the love on a bad day Baptized inside purple Actavis They should've told you I was on the pill They should've told you I was on the Lear I serve cocaine in some Reeboks I'm full of so much chronic, need a detox I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base They should've told you I'm was just a trap nigga I'm in the white house shootin' crack niggas I gave up on my conscience gotta live with it This remind me when I had nightmares These bitches wanna be here, they'll be right here They should've told you I'm was just a trap nigga They should've told you I was gon' lap niggas They should've told you I was overseas Say your last words, can't breathe They sent the ghetto bird out to peep me They finally did admit it, I was cloned Because I was ambitious, now I'm on Five in the mornin' on the corner rollin' stones I just work for money, I count it on my own, fuck They should've told you I was on the pill They should've told you I was on the Lear I serve cocaine and some Reebok I full of soo much chronic, need a detox I serve the base, I serve the base I serve the base, I serve the base You the one who duckin' from a drive by My niggas unemployed sellin' Popeyes