Marvins Room/Buried Alive Interlude

Hello? Yeah, I just walked in Yeah, I'm good, you still working? Tonight, right now? Did I go out? Yeah, I went out, I went I went to a couple of clubs I never went to bed, shit Wine or water You said something about a cold drink? I don't know, I'm delirious Cups of the Rosé Bitches in my old phone I should call one and go home I've been in this club too long The woman that I would try Is happy with a good guy But I've been drinkin' so much That I'ma call her anyway, and say Fuck that nigga that you love so bad I know you still think about the times we had I say fuck that nigga that you think you found And since you picked up, I know he's not around, oh oh (Are you drunk right now?) I'm just sayin' you could do better Tell me, have you heard that lately? I'm just sayin' you could do better And I'll start hatin' only if you make me Uh, cups of that XO All my people been here I see all of her friends here Guess she don't have the time to kick it no more Flight's in the morning What you doin' that's so important? I've been drinkin' so much That I'ma call you anyway, and say Fuck that nigga that you love so bad I know you still think about the times we had I say fuck that nigga that you think you found And since you picked up, I know he's not around, oh oh (Are you drunk right now?) I'm just sayin' you could do better Tell me, have you heard that lately? I'm just sayin' you could do better And I'll start hatin' only if you make me I think I'm addicted to naked pictures And sitting talking 'bout bitches that we almost had I don't think I'm conscious of makin' monsters Outta the women I sponsor 'til it all goes bad But, shit, it's all good We threw a party, yeah, we threw a party Bitches came over, yeah, we threw a party I was just calling, 'cause they were just leavin' Talk to me, please, don't have much to believe in I need you right now, are you down to listen to me? Too many drinks have been given to me I got some women that's livin' off me Paid for their flights and hotels, I'm ashamed Bet that you know them, I won't say no names After a while, girl, they all seem the same I've had sex four times this week, I'll explain Havin' a hard time adjustin' to fame Sprite in that mixture I've been talkin' crazy, girl, I'm lucky that you picked up Lucky that you stayed on I need someone to put this weight on "Fuck, I'm sorry" (Are you drunk right now?) I'm just sayin' you could do better Tell me, have you heard that lately? I'm just sayin' you could do better And I'll start hatin' only if you make me You not gon' come? I guess I'm 'bout to just, kick it here then Just throw up while I hold your hair back Her white friend said, "You niggas crazy" I hope no one heard that, yeah I hope no one heard that 'Cause if they did, we gon' be in some trouble, yeah If they did we gon' be in some trouble, trouble Oh, oh, oh, oh Box I would surely break the lock I'd jump right in and, and fall asleep, I, I fall asleep 'Cause, 'cause, 'cause you, 'cause you are the death of me 'Cause you are the- If you was in a pine box, box I would surely break the lock I'd jump right in and, and fall asleep, I, I fall asleep 'Cause, 'cause, 'cause you, 'cause you are the death of me 'Cause you are the- The, the death of me, you, you, the death of me Lookin' in the mirror, I'm embarrassed I'm feelin' like a suicidal terrorist React like an infant whenever you are mentioned Mind over matter never worked for my nemesis I'm in the matter of man, arm wrestlin' hands I was dealt When I said the music business was all I needed When I got it, I was greeted by an alien That said last year that she slept with a Canadian That gave him an addiction that'd keep him in Mercedes Benz Bright lights and Rihanna as a lady friend My vice is similar Women love when you're my type And you're winnin' from everything that your palm write Put her in the Palms Hotel, sin city Devil in a dress, Platinum Chanel Live the ambiance all 'cause the audience one day said I would do it So instead of a verse bein' read I'ma go and get some head off the strength of my music I tell a bad bitch your ass too fat, capitalize that And your weave look good with the Indian tracks Trackin' device on your used 5 Series I don't call back, just blame it on your Canadian The same day we say we in the area cruisin' in Toronto Hit me on the cellular, thought he was gonna sell me a false word like the rappers I know Sat down with a few drinks, located where you can't see us A white waitress on standby when we need her A black Maybach, 40 pulled up Jeep No doors, all that nigga was missin' was Aaliyah Felt like the initiation, a reality livin' in the matrix We talk casually about the industry And how the women be the tastemakers for the shit we makin' Then he said that he was the same age as Myself, and it didn't help 'cause it made me even more rude and impatient So blame it on Mr. OVOXO The reason why I'm breathin' all the vanity I know The reason why my best friend say she love me more than life But I live a double life and need to let her go The reason why the highlight was when he said You belong to the people when you outside So dig a shovel full of money, full of power, full of pussy Full of fame and bury yourself alive, then I died