Wind(terlude)

Must have been some karma from the second verse of Up All Night One minute loving life now all we do is fuss and fight You fucking right I'm fucking pissed, I'm fucking right You fucking his right? You fucking right? Next thing you know she gone, that's how you know she wrong, months Ago she wouldn't sleep alone Now she don't even speak on phones, to me it means that shes in peace But uhh... to each is own Treat her like meat and bones, kisses and reads her poems Looking to clean her loans, why you clinging on? Used to think that home is where heartbeat is, it's never where the art-ist is So she teases, teaches the old dog new tricks, Kathie Lee & Regis Co-sign a new whip, happy just to be with Classy as a drink, ink pen-speration, been a minute since I kicked some new shit Pink lips to patience?