Mess

Because my days is a mess

My nights is a mess, my life is a mess

My life is a mess of happiness

Lust, sex, obsession, desire with no love

Fuck it, my bae is a mess

My side bitch a mess, my wifey a mess

I guess, my bae is obsessed

My side bitch possessed, my wifey careless

But you gon' have to excuse my mess

She gon' have to excuse my ex

I'ma have to excuse her pets

She gon' have to be juicy wet if she gon' ride on this Tune Express

I'ma have to excuse her text

She gon' have to exclude the rest

She gon' have to tell dudes to step

Nigga, to the left, nigga, to the left

Messy, messy on some Percocets

Smoking purple veggie, that's my herbal essence

With a curvy, sexy woman hurting extra 'cause I'm working extra

I just heard her lecture, but I swerved the questions

And reserved a section with a bunch of bitches that prefer the pleasure

It's quarter-to-seven

They just heard the shower water runnin' in the morning

Dirty Devil, I'm a mess

But I'm sorry babe, but I gotta let go

Now she feel like she on death row

She don't believe in ghosts 'til I get ghost

And I can hear her teardrops echo

Her teardrops turn into XO

Put yourself in my shoes but you got to tiptoe

'Cause my days is a mess

My nights is a mess, my life is a mess

My life is a mess

My life is a mess of happiness

Lust, sex, obsession, desire with no love

But fuck it, more ones, my bae is a mess

My side bitch a mess, my wifey a mess

I guess, my bae is obsessed

My side bitch possessed, my wifey careless

But you gon' have to excuse my mess

Yes, no pressure, it's a jungle out here

Fell in love with a stripper, Lord, I know she got bills

But I'ma make it rain until she see a flood of ideas

Got me all up in my feelings without knowing what I feel

I'm a mess

And now she over talking about staying over