It's a God damn shame We done crashed we done burned But baby you the God damn blame See I wanted love but you wanted God damn fame Every God damn thing I wanted a bitch who was on the move But you want to God damn lay List of my problems Got this one in my bed and she just wants to sleep Fucking up all of the sheets She only wake up to eat Do this shit every week Like why you do that Crying you want to be great, but sleepin' until the next day Why you do that Don't got that much in the bank, we go out she order the steak Why you do why you do that She can't explain it but just know it working for her She claiming she down on her luck, but really she don't give a fuck