The Best Of Me

I ain't think time got the best of me
Way too seasoned, got the recipe, yeah
Depressed, why'd you lie to me?
But where the fuck you find a nigga like me?
You so lucky
You need some attention, obviously
I was gonna mention
This shit get different, love is fragile like china kitchens
Ain't no competition, never standing on finished religion
I can't see a sign of where
You been on my mind, no fair
I think you lost in your motions
'Cause every time you call me up, girl, I fall in love
I ain't doing that shit no more
Let's even the score
Let's stop and move forward
Niggas can go on tour with us 'cause they never knew you enough
Lust told, I can see you with a blindfold
Shorty still talking 'bout sideshows, but she never seen mine before
Thought they my bitches, all of them bitches you saving on your Finsta
Got you in a pickle, now you might come in the middle
Girl, what you here for?
Niggas making it hard, but really shit's simple
Girl, what you here for?
After parties, do 'em where you can go
I think I read it wrong, but it ain't often that I get it wrong
Still I'm holding emotions that I never told you
But you already know it