This is so great. Especially the video, created by Dan the Man. Song produced by RZA & Kanye.
trying to sneak upstairs to your apartment, aren't you a sight for red eyes
I just flew in and slipped in on your left side
just a satin gown you asleep with no make up
I'm just trying to be inside you 'for you wake up
we had problems but that's all in the past
everybody got problems, baby, I done passed
remember I used to do things that'd make you laugh?
like ordering a girl drink in a masculine glass
you like Pina Colada's, getting caught in the rain?
or rocking flannels all summer like Kurt Cobain?
or that Dolce & Gabbana with a few gold chains?
and you're the type of girl that probably deserves a new last name
but they never let us do our thing
everybody lying on who I bang
we was on fire but they blew our flame
ain't no denying, baby, you have changed
'cause now your high heels clicking, your lip gloss glistening
your hips start switching, you're pissed off, tripping
'cause even when we're kissing, babygirl, it feels different
friends all diss him like, "no he didn't"
no he didn't, is you talking about "Kitten"?
is that bitch still stripping, trying to get a pair of Cristian's?
I swear to God that they got you going crazy
but you play it off and say, "how's work, baby?"
well, some of the models too coked-up to walk straight
but seem to still love the man that they all hate
but babe I'll call you back, you say, "you say that always"
and you kept me on the phone and demanded they all wait
see, she knew about all my lies the whole time
and my credit so bad I can't get no one to cosign
I would've thought she would've busted a dope crime
but she up and left a nigga and she ain't give me no sign
now, she back in the club in a tight dress
with dreams of someday wearing a white dress
seen with some lame it's a miracle that
she'd talk to a nigga with a 10-year old swag
plus, I don't like none of her girl friends
quote, unquote because her girl friend's got girlfriends
on the phone, holla'ing at niggas it's whatever
let's fly to Euro, make this the best Summer ever
now she's headed to Rome, Rome is the home
Rome is where she act like she ain't have no fucking phone
I accept that I was wrong, except a nigga grown
so I can't bitch and moan, in the session getting stoned
so a nigga had to hop on a plane, a bus and a train
to try and come to talk and explain
rented the whole bottom floor for a candle light dinner
turned the lights out and put my candle right in her
and told her, even though I met you in a club in a tight dress
at first sight I could picture you in a white dress
30ft train, diamond from Lorraine
just to make up for all the years and the pain
family on both sides, "I'm so glad you came"
"Aunty couldn't make it", "oh no, that's a shame"
wedding in June, what could be better?
let's fly to Euro, make this the better Summer ever
take the very last car of the Eurostar
tell the conductor just drive so far
told some of your friends and they wasn't excited
well we'll go tour the countryside and they won't be invited
we will not disturbed by the fussing and fighting
tell Peaches light the herb 'cause we just reunited
lets make a move from these herbs, go somewhere private
I'm talking just me and you, and a plane and a pilot