Poly with a Queen Lyrics

I'm liking this chick, she like, going out Sun's out, buns out

Mystery lady, she a movie Knives out, uh, uh

Make that bread, we took a different route I got no Glock, but I'm still

Popping out, I'm popping off Hard work, no days was called off

Slatt shit, I'm up for real That's like Adderall, uh, uh

She was there when I was up But she was out during my fall

Affection withdrawals, yet I pick myself up like we used to

Pick up our drawers Ring, ring, ring

She not answering my calls Word, that's cool

I show real emotion, that's my fault Guess I'm the fool

How I fix this when I know I got the tools but they inside us

I remember she used to let me inside But she wanted me to be committed, huh

I hate them rules, so it's my fault I was conflicted

I consistently fucked it up But I thought at the end we'd at least make it up

Always stuck, always stuck, reliving These romantic tragedies, huh

To me she was more than just a fine body She was like the other me, that's a human being

Soulmate, twin flame But I fucked it up, it's my fault, I carry all the blame

Quits and, ooh, I'm done, yeah I was tryna be Polly with a queen

I was tryna be Polly with a queen