| All she know is that I’m famous |
| And she saw my face, a heart shaped T. V |
| And the next thing you know, she stay with me |
| Well, fuck it, I love it |
| Livin' how I wanted |
| Oh, oh, oh |
| Oh, oh, oh |
| Lately, I don’t know what you’ve been thinkin' about |
| You lookin' at me like I’m someone else |
| All our conversations just won’t help |
| Can’t help you, help yourself |
| Look out my window |
| Penthouse on the tenth floor |
| I’m waitin' for my boo, but she’s not comin' through |
| Where did you go love? |
| I know it was so rough |
| We got all these problems |
| But I got money, but I guess it won’t solve them |
| I run from the fame, runnin' from the gang |
| I just wanna lay with you, forget about my pain |
| Runnin' from the face, runnin' from the lames |
| I just wanna fade away and don’t wanna know your name |
| You can call me an asshole |
| I don’t got no shame |
| Don’t mean to be bashful |
| But baby, would you let me in? |
| Lately, I don’t know what you’ve been thinkin' about |
| You lookin' at me like I’m someone else |
| All our conversations just won’t help |
| You do you and I’ll do myself |
| Ah, ah, ah |
| Look out my window |
| Penthouse on the tenth floor |
| I’m waitin' for my boo, but she’s not comin' through |
| Where did you go love? |
| I know it was so rough |
| We got all these problems |
| But I got money, but I guess it won’t solve them |