Fight just to fuck, just to fight again
World War III justified in bed
Mess me up, now we ain't even friends
But the truth is I'm kind of tired of
Pretending that I was the guilty one
I wasn't feeling up no one but you, yeah
Lessons that I just can't seem to learn
I never thought you'd leave me two for two again
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
These bitches can't measure up, no
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
These bitches can't measure up
Levels? (Nah) levels? (Nah)
These bitches don't make it to my ankles
Levels? (Nah) levels? (Nah)
Strippers and liquor and cigarettes
Apologized but your Twitter said "No regrets"
I'd kill for a mute button in my head
You alright but I'm tired of
Pretending that I was the guilty one
I wasn't feeling up no one but you, yeah
Lessons that I just can't seem to learn
I never thought you'd leave me two for two again
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
These bitches can't measure up, no
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
These bitches can't measure up
Levels? (Nah) levels? (Nah)
These bitches don't make it to my ankles
Levels? (Nah) levels? (Nah)
Why it's always me that gotta feel bad?
You left me in a heartbeat quick, fast
Couldn't handle me in the quicksand
But you want me to hold you down, like a kickstand
I know that I'm better, she'll leave you whenever
You show her the truth, must suck to be you
You can't be yourself 'cause she won't be amused
You can't do right 'cause the bitch left you
And it's crazy 'cause, you had me looking crazier than crazy does
It won't ever go back to the way it was
She's not on my level, you could've done better
She wanna get under my skin, but, I never could let her
Baby its levels, oh, baby its levels, ha
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
These bitches can't measure up
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
These bitches can't measure up
Levels? (Nah) levels? (Nah)
These bitches don't make it to my ankles
Levels? (Nah) levels? (Nah)
Oh my God, there's your bitch
Oh my God, you make me sick
'Cause I'm mad trouble, drippin' in money and thick
Know that she doesn't ride it like I used to ride it
That dick so hypnotic, that pussy psychotic
Feast on it baby, like body to body
The way that I do it, compare to nobody
Y esa, esa niña ni me da por los tobillos (Jesús)
Tú sabes lo pongo bien sencillo
Saying lights out, lights out
I doubt you'll find anyone
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
These bitches can't measure up
Lights out, strike out, I doubt
These bitches can't measure up
Levels? (Nah) levels? (Nah)
These bitches don't make it to my ankles
Levels? (Nah) levels? (Nah)
Too real, I know too well
