You know how it be

I ain't the type of brother that's gon' reminisce
I say it to your face in the present tense
If I got an issue I don't hold it in
Then she locked me out the house I had to phone a friend
It's embarrassing
Woke up the old lady Mrs. Harrison
You the one that's always questioning your marriages
Had to call Tyrone he dropped me at the Sheraton

Had to call Blake Cris he dropped me at the Hilton
Now I'm on a guilt trip, ill trip
Going downhill trip
Still spin the block like
Young Rumpelstiltskin
Still coming home I
Took a little field trip
Standing all alone like
I was on some chill shit
Never been the guy that
Lusts for attention
I got other vices
We ain't gotta mention
I done lost priceless
Things for an interest
Why we both like this
Avoiding all tension
Lost in the devices
Got a little pretentious
Quarter-life crisis she been living through Pinterest
Real love here this ain't nothing like the pictures
Especially when them texts started looking like scriptures
Another paragraph, I don't want to read it
Put my shit on DND
I don't want to see it

I ain't the type of brother that's gon' reminisce
I say it to your face in the present tense
If I got an issue I don't hold it in
Then she locked me out the house I had to phone a friend
It's embarrassing
Woke up the old lady Mrs. Harrison
You the one that's always questioning your marriages
Had to call Tyrone he dropped me at the Sheraton

A lil break might be good for it
Put it on the line and I stood for it
If I did the crime then I'll pay for it
But you acting out of line and you lame for it
I ain't one for all the games
All this back and forth I ain't here to entertain
Now you calling names, so I did the same
Got my point across but I did it all in vain
I've been outside, let me do my thang
There's just parts of me girl that's never gonna change
To me it's just a character created on stage
Baby she don't like me she just want me 'cause my chain
They gon' try temp me 'cause my preconceived fame
If it's gon' get to you it's cool we can't hang
This the life I chose so I gotta take the blame
But I'm self aware so I'll never feel ashamed

I ain't the type of brother that's gon' reminisce
I say it to your face in the present tense
If I got an issue I don't hold it in
Then she locked me out the house I had to phone a friend
It's embarrassing
Woke up the old lady Mrs. Harrison
You the one that's always questioning your marriages
Had to call Tyrone

Had to Blake Cris he dropped me at the Hilton
Still spin the block like young Rumpelstiltskin

Back against I'm tryna find myself
Pride to big I can't ask for help
Lately I've been living in a fantasy world
Can't believe a nigga really fumbled his girl
Caught up in these streets looking for answers
Ego got me out here taking chances
Can't even look myself in the mirror
Got me crawling back home
Got me crawling back home
Yea
Got me crawling back home
Got me crawling back home
Got me crawling back home