IN THE EVENING

Why you so out of sync with real life? Ayy, woah, ayy, ayy, ayy

How you so, ayy, far from me, be real

Got you off your footing, these meds

Like why you never slide back to your crib?

Like why you clutchin’ your stomach, somethin’ off?

You don’t even clock your cousin, you too lost

Baby, meet the real me, just hold on

She know I’m flawed but it’s on my phone

I’m drained from the damage when it’s my wrong

My lil’ shawty say, “Got me,” when it come on

In Brooklyn, rappers’ bitches inside his iPhone

You can run that talk if it goes long

I don’t need no photos or a sad song

 

I sip Hi-Tech like I’m nocturnal

With a bitch who switch sides, not eternal

Red in the cup, whole scene feel infernal

She moving wild, energy not stable

 

I do what I want, you should too

Say you love this vibe, that’s cool too

I can tell it’s feeling, I see you

We can live how we want like a toon do

 

All these other niggas bitin’, fake starlight

The Percs in my system got my head light

We cruisin’, not a clean night

You can’t reach this height, not your flight

 

Thought that nigga was blood, turned out plastic

Seen too many schemes go sarcastic

Niggas switch quick, real drastic

All that fakeness, no paycheck, tragic

 

And I’m really off them Percs like I’m battle-torn

I can live how I want in a cartoon

You be movin’ how I say, like a star troop

Ayy, I can live how I want in a cartoon

 

Ooh, ooh, uh

I can live how I want in a cartoon

She be movin’ how I say, star troop

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ooh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ooh, ayy