Sixteen dollars on the table, take it, leave it
Got some dealers on the corner that won’t resist
Cold ballers, old scholars all point to my wrist
Somebody better tell them that was really given
Had to take the Uber home, driver so froze, looking like he bout to lift
Calling every turn a dimensional shift
Hit Morty Street, said his name was Rick
Tossed him some quick cash and dashed
Knew the whiplash I would get at home
Baby I don’t know why I took so late, why I took so long
She said what’s your excuse
I said I’m dumb
Have a savvy lady that just hates to be alone
One mistake you’ll end up in the cold
Baby I don’t know why I took so late, why I took so long, yeah
She said what’s your excuse, I said I’m dumb
YEAH
Please don’t make me beg on my knees
Cuz I look like a fool
I think I got the blues
