[Chorus]
You say that it's love
But tell me what it really is
Even when you touch me
I do not feel that shit
Say it all you want
Really I just hear the shit
Do I look like I'm dumb
I ain't the only one you dealing with
And girl I ain't no simp
But it could be so simple
Shit I might be down
If you loved me just a little
You be tryna play
Still be fucking up yo' dribble
I can't hate the game
I just hate that you still in it
[Verse]
I knew this girl named ******
She was relative to the gods
She came with a puff of smoke
Couldn't tell if it's a mirage
An angel as some have spoke
But I'm dеcorative in her jaws
And unloved flowеrs turn to weeds
But I sell the shit, so of course
She had me pressing for the double back
She even had me sitting at the mall
Like, where the husbands at
Poppies in a pumpkin patch
Prolly when I'm done with rap
Would settle for a chateau on some shoddy shit
Like, fuck it, cosmogramma
Word to Thundercat
My mama said "Yo, watch your back"
I should've listened
On my mama's head that's fuckin facts
We could've glistened in the sun
But it's complicated
Off and on and off the stage
Feel like I'm lost in outer space
These conversations propagated
I'm still in my mama's basement
When you were my age
You were walking, talking, making payments
Your bedroom is stained
In 50 shades of gray we painted
Give it said room
In 50 days I won't even know what your name is
[Chorus]
You say that it's love
But tell me what it really is
Even when you touch me
I do not feel that shit
Say it all you want
Really I just hear the shit
Do I look like I'm dumb
I ain't the only one you dealing with
And girl I ain't no simp
But it could be so simple
Shit I might be down
If you loved me just a little
You be tryna play
Still be fucking up yo' dribble
I can't hate the game
I just hate that you still in it
You say that it's love
But tell me what it really is
Even when you touch me
I do not feel that shit
Say it all you want
Really I just hear the shit
Do I look like I'm dumb
I ain't the only one you dealing with
And girl I ain't no simp
But it could be so simple
Shit I might be down
If you loved me just a little
You be tryna play
Still be fucking up yo' dribble
I can't hate the game
I just hate that you still in it