Wind(terlude)

Must have been some karma from the second verse of Up All Night

One minute loving life now all we do is fuss and fight

You fucking right I'm fucking pissed, I'm fucking right

You fucking his right? You fucking right?

Next thing you know she gone, that's how you know she wrong, months

Ago she wouldn't sleep alone

Now she don't even speak on phones, to me it means that shes in peace

But uhh... to each is own

Treat her like meat and bones, kisses and reads her poems

Looking to clean her loans, why you clinging on?

Used to think that home is where heartbeat is, it's never where the art-ist is

So she teases, teaches the old dog new tricks, Kathie Lee & Regis

Co-sign a new whip, happy just to be with

Classy as a drink, ink pen-speration, been a minute since I kicked some new shit

Pink lips to patience?