You hate me but you love me though, it’s kinda adorable
Folks keep questioning me, I treat it as rhetorical
I tell ‘em don’t worry your pretty little head on my life
Niggas swinging for the fences like they don’t have 2 strikes
They asking, who’s nice? I tell them that I used to be
But that was before I felt like people were using me
all that BS? You’re losing me, King Diddy, who but me?
Death to that old way of thinking, rest in peace
Driving through the cold like it isn’t almost summer
Promise to treat new women like they’re more than just a number
Don’t wear my heart on my sleeve, got to keep it under cover
Just don’t treat me like a sucker, don’t cross me like we’re in the rucker
That’s all I ask for, my requests are simple
People keep trying to attack me? Better send your missiles
They love and diss you, screw you over then try and kiss you
I’m refusing to talk anymore because my feeling’s instrumental
So I get it out here, we all need stuff to vent.
The game’s a dirty game, it needs more than a rinse
Soaring to new heights, how much is it to rent a blimp?
And for all those in your feelings, save some money & rent a simp
Because I ain’t here for you, I got bigger fish to fry
Trying to sharpen my knife to get a bigger piece of the pie
See it in my eyes and maybe you can feel it all in my soul.
I can’t lose control because I worked too hard to get it before
I done did it before, but I can’t front like I have nothing to lose
But I also can’t front like I don’t have something to prove
So just walk in my shoes, and see all of the things I ignore
We’re playing the same game but I ain’t focused on “evening the score”
Just trying to get a couple buckets, ball out like Kobe.
Kobe wearing the 8 and not the 24, you know me.