Not too much to say these days Say you'd rather stay away You think that you need some space I don't, I'm on the red eye On my way, I catch you on the west side All the feelings that I left still on your bedside You still wander through my head, girl, I can't lie Love to pick and choose when you would love to show the same things Showed you my true colors, same shows different paintings Thought you was the one but like the seasons you be changing Money in the air, yeah, that check gon' make you rain dance I been on this shit for way too long, I'm not complaining Big checks, baby, 8 figure payments Newer emblems Baby, I been in the matrix Check the score, baby, I ain't gotta say shit