Moving Parts

Tired of all the little lies that you love
Tired of all the little pained secrets
Trying to make my fucking name decent
You don't know me, I leave veins leaking
I don't give a fuck 'bout no one
Baby, you could keep on gate keeping
Shawty, you ain't ready for this ride
You should fasten up and stay seated, yeah
Mistreated, been so long and bitch, I'm still bleedin
I don't want to dig another hole
Alternatives, I'm still seeking

Part of you is not there
I call who did it, I'll die harder than Bruce Willis
I'll stay lonely in my true feelings
You could hate me, but it don't matter
'Cause I know that you won't be there
When I call, and I'm in need, yeah

Well, part of you is not there
I call who did it, I'll die harder than Bruce Willis
I'd stay lonely in my true feelings
You could hate me, but it don't matter
'Cause I know that you won't be there
When I call, and I'm in need, yeah
When I'm lonely on the weekend

Yeah
This year I'm tryna' travel, Expedia
Tryna' stay off the media
Tryna' cop a Lamborghini with all black interior
Bad bitches inferior
I could land her, four wheely
Fifty-one zone, her area
Yeah, increased criteria
I be on it, baby, I be on it, and my shawty sweet like stevia
Sweeter than your little pumpkin
Sweeter than your little function
Out her space, I am a Martian

Well, part of you is not there
I call who did it, I'll die harder than Bruce Willis
I'd stay lonely in my true feelings
You could hate me, but it don't matter
'Cause I know that you won't be there
When I call, and I'm in need, yeah
When I'm lonely on the weekend

Well, part of you is not there
I call who did it, I'll die harder than Bruce Willis
I'd stay lonely in my true feelings
You could hate me, but it don't matter
'Cause I know that you won't be there
When I call, and I'm in need, yeah
When I'm lonely on the weekend