[Verse 1]
Good girl, good girl
Can I get you in my world, my world?
Wait another minute, let me clean up

Fresh in my Adidas
Greet you at the door before we meet up
Thinking I’mma figure it out

I’m livin’ it now, I’m multiplicatin’, I’m playin’ it loud
I take the remainder of everything that we’ve been doing

until you belittle it down
But fk it, cause if we end up bein’ lonely
I know I can count on all my homies

[Pre-Hook]
So we goin’ from one, these were the days that we had to run
Tell them to play and they get their gun
And if they shoot down the sky, they all run and hide
But I’ll be here waitin’ for all of my friends who were by my side
And when it ends it was you and I, why can’t we all win together?

All these lucky numbers, they’re never discovered
Just one in a million
These lucky numbers show what we’re made of
We’re scratching the paper
No it’s never paid off, but my number will come

[Verse 2]
Bad girl, bad girl
Can I get you in my world, my world?
Wait another minute let me wake up
Get some weed to break up

And I don’t even smoke on most occasions

I been thinking about
Crushing some pills, taking them down
Get us some drinks and making the rounds

Do anything just to get your attention
I’ll even go home and be eating you out
fk it, you know I’m kidding about it mostly
Only thing I count on is my homies

[Pre-Hook]
So we goin’ from one, these were the days that we had to run
Tell them to play and they get their gun
And if they shoot down the sky, they all run and hide
But I’ll be here waitin’ for all of my friends who were by my side
And when it ends it was you and I, why can’t we all win together?

All these lucky numbers, they’re never discovered
Just one in a million
These lucky numbers show what we’re made of
We’re scratching the paper
No it’s never paid off, but my number will come

And you can be the one for me when the other numbers aren’t adding up
I’ve been thinking about you, thinking about you
And we can be like two digits, cause ain’t no one equivalent to you
Imma hit it like oooh, hit it like oooh

All these lucky numbers, they’re never discovered
Just one in a million
These lucky numbers show what we’re made of
We’re scratching the paper
No it’s never paid off, but my number will come

CAPO 4

C – Bm – Em – Em 2x

– Verse 1 –

I am just a man on my own

Tryin’ find a place I belong

I don’t want your money

I don’t need no fancy clothes

I’d rather be with you when I am broke

Cause you use me just a little bit

You try to confuse me when we’re intimate

You’d rather accuse me but I’m innocent

I’m not gonna lose sleep over sentiment

– Chorus –

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I’m done with you

Cause ain’t no one, one, one that can fk with you

– Verse 2 –

They callin’ me the people’s champ

But everything you do is a sham

I’d rather just hang with my friends

Sometimes I think that things will change

And then I land in your bed

And it don’t feel like it’s the first time

You’re everything I want and you’re not mine

You keep saying I can live without them

I say put your money where your mouth is

Come back to me when it feels right

Kiss me so hard you make me fight

One more time, just one more time, just one more time

– Chorus –

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I’m done with you

Cause ain’t no one, one, one that can fk with you

– Verse 3 –

Real talk, I’m the white boy to you Wes Snipes

I’m East Coast but it’s all love on the Westside

Your girlfriend is a close friend of my bedside

She want Ds, and I ain’t talking the breast size

Everybody in the club getting reckless

You go home at midnight, we stay up till breakfast

I cash checks and you cancel them

You make calls but there ain’t nobody answering

I want a smart girl who gives brains like it’s charity

Every night a Friday night, me and Lyla Garrity

On another level, ain’t nobody that compare to me

These bches going dumb, trying to marry me

– Chorus – 2x

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I’m done with you

Cause ain’t no one, one, one that can fk with you