Resolution Bryson Tiller

[Verse 1]
I'm 'bout to turn this bird to my ex like I'm Elon
Pull up to the club 'round twelve, word to Dijon
Must've been a opp the way she toppin' all these peons
She turned her location off, I need recon
Remember when I took days off? Wish I could rewind
'Cause now a nigga feel laid off, you know I need mine
I'm tryna get the crib paid off, stop actin' like I'm tryna take a bitch AWOL
I'm at the factory, just tryna make a hit, [?]
No disrespect but I've been feelin' like this ain't all, I can have
I'm flyin' out to Brisbane, y'all
Lil' Aussie, tryna suck the membranes off
Sit up on D, girl, get you whip paid off
And you debt paid off, and your dress came up
I'm in the jetlane, up (I'm in the jetlane, up)

[Chorus]
And I could go anywhere in this world
Searchin' for you, be my girl
You're like a dream come true (Come true)

[Verse 2]
I know it hurts 'cause
You never thought I
Could be the it guy
Not like this, nah
I been rich, why? Ever since twenty-five
But now it's his time, his bein' mine
I got no wife so it's for my kids, me and mine
She got no life, been swindlin' me and mine
They got it right, Young Tiller didn't see the signs
But Slum Tiller, gon' tell these niggas, "Come get her"
Don't get it fucked up now, I had fun with her (Yeah)
I spent seven figures (Yeah)
I tried to settle with her (Yeah)
I tried to let her do her thang but she left quicker
I'm on a jet with my—, I'm on a jet finna