In the crib on rainy day, I'm chilling Glass and Portuguese drapes, hang from the ceiling rugs, Moroccan sofas I walk to the in paisley robes and Ferragamo loafers And Chef just season the salmon It's coming pouring, he watching BBC, eating a salad I'm on the hitting the chalice Checking my texts and out of nowhere, my dick is as a callus I stood up, back my sleeve, checked my watch Where the, is my wife, it's 12 o'clock on the dot impatient, I'm getting nervous, can't stop pacing My heart's racing, her don't get no service Damn, all this over a gallon of Something, happened to her, somebody wig'll get Okay, let me calm down, maybe she at house Her birthday's today, we both bought her and a blouse 7 o'clock, she been gone for Owls Jetted up the steps to the master suite, checked the Nope, all that is there is towels and is nauseous, caught a big lump in my throat Found a book with mad names, looked down Bow, there go Keeba, my shoes, I put the bitch on speaker And bluntly her, 'where's my girl?' (Yeah, she ain't out here) (Last time I her, Ghost, she beat it on an old nigga) Yo, Keeba stop playing, yo (Nah, we took a of Henn') (Lately she work out by 10, I her, bitch, buy a Benz) (Or even shot a car, I'm me some Advil) (Show motherfuckers, how Keeba love to drive stick) I up my raincoat, the grass was soaked Under the bed in the guest house, I keep my toast I yelled to the Chef, yo, for Kayla, check the pool and the bowling alley If anything, just hit my Hopped in the go cart, the is dark, I'm bugging Few feet from the house, is where I parked Hope she's OK, is I say in my heart But something don't feel right, so is I'm saying to God As I got closer, something kosher I heard a bunch of squeaky from the house, I don't think I'm suppose to Is this the end, of the regime? Let me find out somebody on my ground, yo, is my queen
Yo, kill, yo! (Hold on, cause) (Baby, let me explain, you reacting, that's not what it was) Shut the fuck up, you got caught moaning with your up all red, what? Did y'all just blaze up? Then froze for a sec, so I dipped quick, the mattress Aimed the at both of them bastards What ya'll now (Yo, cause, she said she live with her pop) (Her mad strict, that's why we up in the spot) (And yo, this little trick of yours, me a ten G watch) He reached for his drawers, that's when I let off a shot Back the fuck up, snatched his Had 'em looking like the black Adam and Eve, some lovers (Chill, Tone, put the gun down) How you my name, son? (Hold on, let me explain) Yo, y'all two is (Just let me put my drawers, get dressed, I get rocked) (Cause real talk, is looking like you let off that glock) Yeah, you right, you look familiar, you put my cable in, The FiOS nigga, and you fucking my (Yeah, I put that cable in, nigga, we got caught) (And she a ass chick, don't act like it's all my fault) (Baby, no) your business (Now Kayla, stop him, let the sucker do what he do) (He me, and he finished)