I´m tryna do it all, tonight
I got plans, I got a certain lust, for life
And as it stands, everything is going as right
As it can; they tryna shoot down my flight
Before it lands...before it lands

But you could miss me with all that
Diss me then crawl back
I really wish y´all would fall back
But gettin rich suppose to solve that
And these days women make offers
And who the hell am I to say (no, no, no)
My ex sendin´ late night text
Cause she don´t know how to let (go, go, go)
Uh, she in love
And as for them pretty light-skinned models
Standin in the cold—ah yeah, they with us
Let them girls in for a drink
And I´m all... in they ear
Saying she should be the one I see
Every time... that I´m here
But when am I really even here?
Black Surburban with the tint on it
Fresher than a pillow with a mint on it

The game got these old hand prints on it
But I´mma be the one to pour cement on it
Uh...and start over
And show up in a Margiela tux
I don´t really give a fuck and we only gettin older
So what I tend to do is to think... of today... as the past
It´s funny when you comin in first
But you hope that you last
You just hope that it last

Throw your ones up in the aiiir
Throw your ones up in the air for her, ooh-oh
Throw your ones up, in the air
Throw your ones up