Red Velvet Cake

[Hook: Sung by Sampha] [Verse 1] And they say make money but the money you make don't make you And that's great cool but I'm not making no money right now Tryna work on me before I pay dues Try to be the man that y'all pay to see, in a favorite show with your favorite rapper But wait, ain't I your favorite rapper? Feels like im moving backwards, can't find my aspirin Gahdamn, said this headache hurts, between family issues and college life Seems like an episode of real life and my sperm donor acting like he don't give no shit Treating me like I was the neighbor's kid, gahdamn Even though we look alike, that Dinkleburg, mughfucker Guess a lesson learned, that you never really loved me And I say that it doesn't hurt, just to feel the comfort from a lot of lies On a broken heart, where do I start? It seems like honesty is a lost art Can't nobody find Basquiat, and can't nobody find Picasso Tryna paint my way to those models, tryna find my del gato [Hook] [Verse 2] Nowadays I'm just stuck in the motion between loyalty and devotion Everybody using people as a hella means, and they're loving things like it reciprocates Got a piece of the earth like it's real estate, smoked it away, can't feel my face And I swear to life that I don't need this shit, oh you found love, that's good for you bitch But where were you when I needed help, quit acting like you're too good for this Oh you're so hood rich, like we didn't grow up in the same hood Just forget about me like it's saul good And my soul has more holes, but it has more meaning as a whole And I guess we eating separate, on this nice calm evening And you know this life that you leading, it stuck a knife in my heart But you internally bleeding, ain't that ironic So call that nurse with the pretty skirt, we could get to slipping And if she has a thing for rappers, we could probably get down to business What it is [Hook] [Verse 3] Time out for that tweaking hard, see I'ma be blunt and I'ma come with it All this talk about my heartbreak but I'm the main one who deserved it didn't I Guess that my asshole tendencies, laid a future for drifting in my memories Sad lonely and fill of need, like damn Taylor I just need you back Just to be my friend, fuck any relationship shit You helped me start up on this music, and you know that I won't accept that you cut me off like a wounded limb Now I'm limp, my heart is damp, and I'm just tryna find my way 'cus I'm stuck up in my ways 'Gon take some years to learn better, even Bill Cosby had warm sweaters And I guess that I need, nah, I won't even sweat you 'Cus the last time that I saw you, was like the first time that I met you On some bouji shit To the woman that I couldn't tell my feelings to, I apologize I'ma insecure nigga, who couldn't catch the hints that you were throwing Or may have been, see I don't really know nothing else, other than the fact that I really miss you Ms. Davis Everything about you was so damn beautiful, and I know it'd be wrong for me to ask if I could be with you And I'm hoping to build your trust back so we could talk more like we used to And I'll call you thing time, swear 'fore God that I'll call you this time I'll list all of my accomplishments and I'll ask you about your scholarships, about that college shit 'Cus this life, is really not for me, I mean, I'm tryna graduate in about 2 or 3, but, this life not for me And wassup Ness, witcho goof ass, and yo ratchet ass, and yo cool ass, i mean yo coon ass Stay talking shit but I love it, damn Fell in love with ya poetry, caught feeling in the way between And they say rejections a bitch, and your feelings are your enemy So excuse me if I act out, or if I act weird still That's just my representation of trying to let my heart heal 'Cus I'm drifting in my memories, it's been awhile since I let my soul breathe