OFFYASLEEVE Lyrics

Fifty-fifty chance we could get past Christmas

Math don't add up if it ain't nun to begin with

Got something to do with the karma I done picked up

Got something to prove, guess I'm feeling narcissistic

Outta breath, outta drive, first line you done broke

Outta sight, outta mind, first lie I done told

Outta breath, outta drive, outta fires in the cold

Outta sight, outta mind, outta time, on the road

What you talking all modest

I'm just tryna be honest

Don't question my petty shit thought I told your ass I'm an artist

These niggas got product

Too much green bad for me

I ain't really even on it

Too much beef bad for me

How I'm supposed to get up off your sleeve

Off your sleeve

Blowing off some steam

Bet you onto them shower thoughts when I'm leaving

Gotta get you off of my needs

Not on my knees

I can't doze off in the deep end

Doze off in the deep end

Gotta get you off of my needs

I can't doze off in the deep end

Gotta get up off of your sleeve

What you mean you and me

I'm here all by myself

Thought you'd be used to me

Follow ups, that shit don't help, I'm like

What you mean you and me, I'm just

Slipping on a newer piece, I'm just

Picking up a newer me, I've been

Doing fine, they just doing me, like

Patagonia on me

Gotta know it's on me

Coat small, but you know it's growing on me

Audemar, nigga, I might throw it on me

Gotta show it's on me

I'm a dickhead, I'm an asshole

With a big head I need glass for

Why yo fist red, why yo cash slow

Maybe fix that's why yo ass broke, huh

What you talking all modest

I'm just tryna be honest

Don't question my petty shit thought I told your ass I'm an artist

These niggas got product

Too much green bad for me

I ain't really even on it

Too much beef bad for me

How I'm supposed to get up off your sleeve

Off your sleeve

Blowing off some steam

Bet you onto them shower thoughts when I'm leaving

Gotta get you off of my needs

Not on my knees

I can't doze off in the deep end

Doze off in the deep end

Gotta get you off of my needs

I can't doze off in the deep end

Gotta get up off of your sleeve

Ion write songs bout people no more

I just watch movies and I sing 'em

Top floor when I bring 'em

But ion pick up no phone though when the iPhone be ringing

Clear mind when I'm thinking

Ya money stack look slim

Backstroke on the weekend

Still don't know how to swim

I just keep to combing in it, yeah

I just keep to combing in it

I don't play like that

Money conversations to bank and it's gone stay like that

Living everyday like that

I don't do no features lest you family or you pay like that

Ball on all these niggas

Told me they ain't see me laying that, huh

I was stressing in a past tense, now I kick my feet up

They all up on ya door dawg, banging like they Sia

Them bitches in a past tense

They can't fuck with me

I don't play that back and forth much

I feel like Aaliyah

I feel like I'm