Tic Tac Toe

I'm 'bout to get it right now

All these motherfuckers wonder how

All the pretty girls love the style

And they wonder if he well endowed

On stage tryna feel my dick from the crowd

Come on baby girl, tell me what you want, I got what you need

Said she independent, so don't get offended if she leave

I said I won't get offended

I'll just get some Fendi

And repress my emotions and material shit that can be a distraction

Pussy and money, sometimes I feel the satisfaction

'Til I spend that bread and bust that nut and now I'm back, son

After the damage is done

Rearrange the game and let 'em know your name

You know the drill, come on you know the deal

If my shorty acting up, I'll wife swap like Uncle Phil

Moving at the speed of sound, let's slow it down and keep it trill

Yeah we keep it real, kill 'em with kindness and not the steel

Yeah, we livin' it up

You know that this is my everything, I'm never givin' it up

All the time, (yeah we do it)

And now I feel like I wanna keep going, my cards never showing

Don't know what's in hand

I love my fans, but this here girl want me, tell me I'm the man, I know I am

But never acknowledge it

Touring the country, I'm loving these colleges

Touching more pussy than a gynecologist

Study her body like I'm a biologist, with no apology

Baby girl follow me

She got low, blow my kiss of criminology

And she be loving the way I be flowing

And I know that infatuation is growing

If you catch them feelings you better be slowing it down

Cause we both know what happens when that love come around

You feelin' me, I'm feelin' you, I want you to be mine

Maybe one day it will be, but I don't have the time

Shorty say she love me and she know every word

To every song on every mixtape

"When your album droppin'? Tell me which date

Everything you say to me, I can relate

The fact that we met right here, right now on this night, it must be fate"

Now I'll be damned, time moves so fast

Couple months back, I had a meeting with my last

Reminiscing about love, discussing matters of the past

Looking in them eyes, but I'm thinking 'bout that ass

I took her for coffee, she took me for granted

Now I show no emotion and my shorty can't stand it

And now you know

I'm on my grind, I keep my exes in line like 'tic tac toe'

And I finally got 'em all about my vision

However, I'm all they see when they turn on the television