| You know I love you, girl? | 
| I apologize. | 
| It’s been too long | 
| Yeah, I know it you don’t mean it when you act a mess | 
| Yeah, that’s your ego filling up your big chest | 
| Just rub me, wrong me and walk away, some flowers later | 
| Pop bottles later, | 
| I still can’t hate you | 
| But I act like you know I’m fliest, you make no mistakes | 
| I don’t ride with you, you be pushing it, baby, pump them breaks | 
| I’m equal, I’m half of you | 
| That ego don’t look good on you | 
| I normally don’t talk like this, I’ll let you leave | 
| You usually walk beside me, not in front of me | 
| I got bigger problems, independent in my nature | 
| Pop bottles later, | 
| I still can’t hate you | 
| But I act like you know I’m fliest, you make no mistakes | 
| I don’t ride with you, you be pushing it, baby, pump them breaks | 
| I’m equal, I’m half of you | 
| That ego don’t look good on you | 
| I’ve been in love with you for six years, since Aston Martin Music | 
| Drizzy came behind you on that smooth shit | 
| So iconic with the wordplay, | 
| It’s ironic I’m in first place | 
| I’m still the plug, champagne, making love | 
| On a beach waking up, all your friends say it’s luck | 
| I just really think it’s us, and we’re never breaking up | 
| Oh, that D-boy's a phenom, | 
| Cold game but his seats warm | 
| Let it shine 'til the lease gone | 
| I took shorty shopping each month | 
| So I taught her how to move, no forever 21 | 
| No | 
| Denim jeans and Balmain, racing Lamborghini she always came back in fourth place | 
| Now we’re back on this love twist | 
| Fat Boy always fall in love quick | 
| I’m your equal, I’m your equal, I’m your equal | 
| (it's been too long) | 
| No more ego, no more ego, no more ego | 
| (I apologize) | 
| I’m your equal, I’m your equal, I’m your equal | 
| No more ego, no more ego, no more ego | 
| I’m equal, I’m half of you | 
| That ego don’t look good on you |