Black Coffee

Everything you saying gets muffled
 Its just so loud in here and while we lay in this puddle, I'm thinking about this year
 And if it's worth letting go, or if this cloud's sincere
 I don't know, the crystal ball is looking hazy, It's 2014, where's the song for the ladies
 Sticky finger attitude, it all doesn't phase me
 Taking sweet tarts from the palms of the babies
 Old-soul toking, like I's born in the eighties
 She wanna wear Versace, while she crawl in Mercedes
 Sub still jumping, bumping Brenda's got a baby
 She got a boyfriend, even though he kinda shady
 I never been the type to interrupt a dinner fight
 Sittin' in my corner blowing doja, sipping Sprite
 I don't want her at my crib, I just want her for the night
 I been staring at these numbers, number crunchin' out of sight
 I tell her
 Everything you saying gets muffled
 Its just so loud in here
 I think of other women when I fuck you
 It makes me wonder how we're here, so let's talk
 I'm talking to the shadows
 Haven't slept a wink
 I walk the floor and watch the door
 And in between I drink
 Black Coffee
 Loves a hand-me-down brew
 In this weekday ruse
 When all I do is pour
 Black Coffee
 Everything you saying gets muffled
 So what about this fear
 I'm sick of chasing completion, I feel like Satan's been reaching
 I feel his hands on the ankles pulling down, it's clear: I gotta bounce
 This spots no good for me
 Full of fake smiles, riddled dots on their crooked teeth
 A little ace rock, mixed with Blocka by Pusha T
 Crawl from cave rocks, appalled by wave stock, It's all props
 Stay smooth, like its wood tip
 Coffee beans black, how much blacker it could get?
 Like it fucking matters, they ain't tracking my foot prints
 Bank bag packing paint splattered on crook stints
 Everything you saying gets muffled
 Its just so loud in here
 I think I'm trying to tell you that I love you
 But I doubt you'll hear, so let's talk
 Over Black Coffee
 Over Black Coffee
 Over Black Coffee
 Yeah
 I'm talking to the shadows
 Haven't slept a wink
 I walk the floor and watch the door
 And in between I drink
 Black Coffee
 Loves a hand-me-down brew
 In this weekday ruse
 When all I do is pour
 Black Coffee