Yesterday

[Verse 1]

Never been the type to really ask for a favor/
Wylin wit my niggas gotta watch my behavior/
But why should I? we just tryna get paid/
We just tryna get laid, we just tryna rock bape/
Diamond in my mouth, watch a fake nigga hate/
Imagining a greater day/
These niggas talk like Ricki Lake/
And these ho's act like they shit don't stank/
But the Lord he bless me, devil test me/
New girl missing and my ex is stressing/
I be telling her like when I blow up/
You gon look at the TV like, damn hold up/
Didn't have a car but when I roll up/
You gon be making offers just to be my chauffer/
She just act so nonchalant/
That's karma for the attitude I flaunt/
We all have, those simple moments/
Where we go crazy, let our feelings take over everything we controlling/
Said she feel used, well you condoned it/
Make power moves nigga don't postpone it/
Hit girls wit a little wine and strong dick/
They catch amnesia like "where my phone is?"/
Didn't fuck wit me but now she moaning/
When I get done best believe I'm gone and/
That's fucked up LaV, why you do me like that?/
Tell me that you love me, but you know you lying cause you hesitate to call back/
But that's fine, cause one day a bitch gone treat you like you treated I/

[Hook]

What I do (do)/
Has got me running from yesterday/
I know it ain't cool, but fuck it whatever you say (but fuck it, whatever you say)
(2x)

[Verse 2]

You excited, like a fat bitch in a food court/
Since a kid been fascinated by that fly shit, and a new Porsche/
I know I am not perfect, but shit you know I be trying/
To achieve some of these dreams on 24's, that's Kobe Bryant/
Forget the he say she say, liftoff in bout 5 mins/
Forgetting all I use to know, this new life, I ride wit it/
Need bad chick, like Robin Givens/
Or a new car, wit the top risen/
I know I'm wrong but I made it right/
Times get hard we just taking flights/
In the city of angels, but this shit don't feel heaven sent/
And I be on my shit, yeah we all got a lil bit of arrogance/
Me and them, no comparison/
They funny style, Drew Carey shit/
Tryna start on my heritage, where Paris is, date a married chick/
If they say you can't do it, then nigga do the opposite/
Nigga please, who you foolin, I don't think you want a problem bitch/
But I dream like I stay sleepin/
Party life, new chick, same last weekend/
Take a puff girl, don't start tweakin'/
Just sip chardonnay, and enjoy the evening/

[Hook]