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Girl you knocking at the wrong door
I ainât home anyways, Iâve been on tour
Jordan Concords, no Tom Ford
Think itâs time for a new wave, is you on board?
I kill âem from bonjour to encore
Start at the bottom, record in my basement
Now my girl asking how long Iâll be gone for
LA on business like this is vacation
Canât even tell her my current location
She checking up on me like Iâm on probation
Got me a lawyer to settle my cases
Cuz I donât got time for this whole litigation
Bet I come home to a standing ovation
I sleep and awaken with blunts in rotation
Your shit is old shit, Iâm Ne-Yo (Neo) Iâm so sick
Got red pills and blue pills like Iâm in The Matrix
Am I relevant now?
I donât really give a fuck, am I celibate now?
No I get a lotta brain, Iâm intelligent now
So I donât carry cash on me for the hell of it now
And all the hoes give me love, they suppose every plug
Give me drugs that could prolly put an elephant down
So they come around acting all elegant now
And Iâm the one theyâve been telling you âbout
Iâm that dude
Iâm the one they talk about, reason why they listen
I was just being me now Iâm the one they wanna be
Donât know what you talking âbout, think itâs time to go
Yeah itâs time to blow and Iâm shooting like Iâm, shooting like Iâm, going off
(He actually says, âshooting like a, shooting like a, gunâ)
All bets down, bet I rock ya
Young yellow-headed show stopper
Bought a whole flock of Grey Goose vodka
Make em all scream like Phantom of the Opera
Pull up in the Ghost, ainât that scary
Cocaine paint job, leather black cherry
Catch a flight from Chicago to Cabo
Now Iâm rapping like I found Drakeâs Blackberry
Feet in the sand, drink in my hand
Minding my business, no leaking my plans
I donât negotiate, thatâs inappropriate
Tell your associate âmeet my demandsâ
Thinking of days I just needed a chance
Nights on the road I would sleep in the van
Donât eat alone cuz I feast with the fam
I blew my advance like a week in advance
Speaking of bands, Iâm reaching the fans
I donât see no open seats in the stands
Hoes in the front canât squeeze in them pants
Got damn, got her blowing in my ear like Lance
I must be the King right?
Coming back home for the ring right?
I was only 9 way back in â99
âBout time Weezy called it âBling Blingâ right? Right?