Whore, you know what I'm sayin'? Okay, that's a wrap, right now, what can I say bitch? Uh, uh, uh, uh, and, and, and, and all this jewelry on, next year We ain't fuckin' with none you bum ass niggas You know what I'm sayin'? You a fuckboy now, I don't fuck with you now No, no, you lil' whore, gang shit, bitch I'm just a nigga again Still escapin' my feelings I'd rather call you a friend This shit is something that got me mad It means I'm just a nigga, oh I'm not lookin' for no fiancée Shit, that already means I'm beyond great I said, bitch, I'm tryin' to be the next Kanye Let me know where did she go, this a one-way That means I came from the gutter, came a long way Ain't got no time for no love or no fiancée That don't mean in the future, in a couple months Maybe we could just meet up once or twice for a little lunch I don't mean a lot of time, just a little one I mean pardon me, back then I was a little young Consider it this way, I am really from Where the baby Dracos go rra-ba-ba-ba-am There's an elephant in the room, it weighs a ton That means I'm just a nigga again Still escapin' my feelings I'd rather call you a friend This shit is something that got me mad It means I'm just a nigga again Still running from my feelings I'd rather call you a friend This shit is something that got me mad I mean that Uh, woah, shit, woah, shit Woah, woah, shit Woah, shit, woah, shit Woah, shit Just a nigga with some money, only here to have some fun I'm feelin' good, skin sun kissed Baby, tongue kissin' on your stomach and havin' lunch Kickin' drums through the city slums, nigga, run Red rum, red rum, break, give a nigga leg room They be playin' dumb, I thought somebody said somethin' But it's probably all inside my head All these women tryna lie in my bed Put the venom in my body, it's red Till a nigga dead, I ain't even scared of it Tell the truth, I'm never really careful When it come to you, I'm bein' real (Real) Had a thing for you since we was lil' (Lil') Now I got a bigger thing to give (Give) Music's loud and I don't wanna yell (Yell) We could talk about it at the crib (Crib) Or the parking lot, inside the whip (Whip) I been numb and I don't have a fuck to give Shut your mouth, baby, button lips I don't wanna ever have to wonder 'bout another nigga Ain't a woman I'm lovin' I'm- Fuck I'm just a nigga again (Woah) Still escapin' my feelings (Yeah) I'd rather call you a friend This shit is something that got me mad It means I'm just a nigga again Still running from my feelings I'd rather call you a friend This shit is something that got me mad I mean that When in love, is there somebody that you still thinkin' 'bout? Is there somebody's name that you wanna say? Are you turnin' your lemons into lemonade? 'Cause if you do, then (Told Lee he'd be a millionaire) Hello Fallen, I'm Jax Italian fan of SAINT JHN (Very fan) Very fan, and eh, in fact I bought two tickets for a Dublin concert And then will travel to Dublin, I'll leave for you and SAINT But now, that you have postponed the concert I have to travel to Dublin, for nothing I'm so sad (So, so sad) I was the number one fan of SAINT JHN He was my favorite artist and now I'm so sad (We are so sad) Me and my girlfriend