Guidance

I know she a goddess, yeah
 I know that she got it, yeah
 I study the sonics, yeah
 You're scared of her promise, yeah
 Where's my guidance, yeah aye
 Where's my guidance, yeah aye
 Where's my guidance, yeah aye
 Where's my guidance, yeah yeah
 5 AM, riding with my team
 Talking hella shit like they've never seen her
 I've been gone for a minute on the East-Side
 Feeling like I've never seen her
 Baby, what you trying get from me
 All the power that you took from me
 I'll still love you to the death, man
 Even when you're with the next man
 Throw us back to the first night
 I got your trust in my left hand
 Take your ass to the bedroom
 Finesse the pussy with my right hand
 Oh man, oh oh man
 I wanna fuck you in the caravan
 Drunk thots in the caravan
 Fake bitch with the spray tan
 They say "Lovell I want you back"
 I tell them only for a rack
 Got the Benz in the back, yeah
 Niggas calling me with the strap, yeah
 Off a xanny for the night, yeah
 Half a day late for the flight, yeah
 Check, Check, Check, Check, Check
 For the first threat on sight, yeah
 Black on black Phantom
 I would pull up in it
 Tug your head up
 I put a bullet in it
 Niggas always screaming "gang, gang"
 But they not gang
 I knew he wasn't with it
 Protect all the [?]
 I pray that these niggas get guidance
 She top me while I move the milage
 Religious cause my bitch a goddess
 And the six getting thrown like a lossage
 My cellphone switch to Rogers
 Ain't no cash that bother to call me
 Ain't no [?]
 Pouring lean up and sip it like coffee
 You shouldn't have got me so lit
 You, pull up to your function
 You, really with the fuck shit?
 One call, that's it
 One night, right here
 One turn and I quit
 Rick Owens with the zip
 Rick James I'm rich
 I know she a goddess, yeah
 I know that she got it, yeah
 I study the xanax, yeah
 You're scared of her promise, yeah
 Where's my guidance, yeah aye
 Where's my guidance, yeah aye
 Where's my guidance, yeah aye
 Where's my guidance, yeah yeah