Yeah, yeah We could go solo We could go solo but I wouldn't like to No, I wouldn't like to, nah Yeah, although you've heard things Yeah, I know you've heard things, I wouldn't lie, no No, I'll never lie to you So I keep saying Honestly, just believe that's not me You're making me feel like I'm evil (ooh-ooh-ooh) Trust in me, nobody but you and me Gotta hold off yourself and just listen You got me feeling like you're breaking up Rumors all around and you pick 'em up Like you'd know, like you'd know Eleven I was dead and yet we're making out Everything we are becomes a question mark I'm so lost, I'm so lost (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) Drunk on the dancefloor Got lost in your rhythm, oh, my obsession You became my obsession, yeah But babe, all this drama Keeps on making it harder though you're my blessing I hope you're getting the message Honestly, just believe, that's not me You're making me feel like I'm evil You got me feeling like you're breaking up Rumors all around and you pick 'em up Like you'd know, like you'd know Eleven I was dead and yet we're making out Everything we are becomes a question mark I'm so lost, I'm so lost Honestly, just believe, that's not me You're making me feel like I'm evil (making me feel like I'm evil) Trust in me, nobody but you and me Gotta hold off yourself and just listen You got me feeling like you're breaking up Rumors all around and you pick 'em up Like you'd know, like you'd know Eleven I was dead and yet we're making out Everything we are becomes a question mark I'm so lost, I'm so lost

I have seen many shores I hug the land but nothing more Because I haven't met you I've wined and I've dined With every bogus music mogul No sign of you I've brushed and I've rubbed Pressing palms exuding charms But never in arms And that's why home is a question mark Home is some place I dunno Home is a question mark Home is some place I dunno I have been brave Deep in every shaven cave None were you Another film on replay This time, "Hell" with Guillaume Canet For wingless me And that's why home is a question mark Home is some place I dunno Home is a question mark Home is some place I dunno Home, is it just a word? Or is it something you carry within you? I'm happy just to be here If I ever find home If I ever find home If I ever find home If I get there, would you meet me? Wrap your legs around my face just to greet me If I ever get there, would you meet me? Wrap your legs around my face just to greet me If I ever get there, do you really think I will? Do you really think I will? Do you really think I will? How many times I've saved myself

Shit was all good just a week ago Fiddled with that middle the best Then you reject, give a little respect, like Aretha, yo Damn, gotta stop it I'ma drop it if you pop it outta pocket like a pita, though I need a ho that gon' let the cheeba grow then receive a blow Instead of pushing me in a Living Single Latifah show Hear me out, though Shit be normal and then you severely out your noodle and really groucho Your silly mouth go illy on the milly Until we shout so drill me 'til it kill me And should be outro Pms-ing me nothing but a demon recipe I'm seeing that could be being a threat to me fleeing effectively You don't get to be effing me when you wrecking me Guessin' we on confession regressin', 'cause we in a mess debris I'm 'bout to issue a check for you to follow Connect to who you swallow or excommunicado Into the bottle, regret You threw the lotto in Tech 'Cause boo, ya hollow an ex You blue in sorrow, I ain't tryna paint a dark picture But I think that I needed a heart to heart with ya But when the spark hit ya thinkin' that your bark sicker With that imbalance this smarty art nigga Never been a fart kisser I mean I can only take so much You say some real shit, I'm like, "Hold up" Never fails, every month, girl, you go nuts Snappin' right out of it like nothing and be like, "So what?" Actin' like it ain't nothing when I'm so sick From the cold diss that you spoke with I'm 'bout to kick you to the curb like I'm Colquitt Or let it roll off of me while you bringin' up old shit Why? I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do You actin' a ho, girl, no, girl Don't know what you be going through Question mark this What's the matter with you? It's like it's a habit with you If I ask you don't call, don't text, I can't take that PMS shit Shit was all good just a week ago Now you 'bout to see repercussions from when my heat explode PMS, PSA, this a message to you weaker hoes I be the best in LA, it is not a fucking secret, yo I am not the female no-one, I'm Lex Bratcher But all these captions like, you should gas that, Lex huh Spittin' with the illest and I be killin' niggas feelings Gotta go drilling Nah, fuck it, you can have that Tech, ha She throws, these little niggas know I cease flows Decrease the peace from the West to the East coast Keep killers with me, they from The Bay, they lethal G's with me doin' more GTA than Niko Why the fuck you talkin' that shit? But I peeped, though Copy my raps and that's facts like they're at Kinko's I'm in my bag, so get mad, 'cause dad you had your grasp But fumbled your sack like at casinos I know that my flow is vital I be the IV to half of these pie holes Try me, they sorry, s-s-stutterin' high notes I never thought I'd collab with my American Idol But Tecca N9na hit me up 'cause he like the way I be rippin' Spit more content, got more fire than Scottie Pippen If I'm honest niggas will probably never get this Gotta be rockin', mama said keep them pots and pans in the kitchen Like damn, you were supposed to be my G, ayy, man Now they chalking your body dead in the street, amen All these motherfuckers sleep I'ma have to Lowrider George Lopez to my three AM Hoppin' on your bros, where they do that at? Question mark I don't know but 'round here we act serious Head all bashed in family saddened I'll leave a pussy bleeding and that's on period Hey Tech What's up, Mel? Why you gotta flash on me like that though, man? Tech, when have you ever known me not to flash on you like that? You feel like that's cool? You know what I'm sayin'? Why you gotta sample a nigga like that though? Man, that's what the fuck I do Why? I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do You actin' a ho, girl, no, girl Don't know what you be going through Question mark this What's the matter with you? It's like it's a habit with you If I ask you don't call, don't text, I can't take that PMS shit