Numbers Logic

[Chorus (Condensed)]
You already
Know what I been on, you know where I be at
'Cause men lie, women lie, numbers don't, I see that
Catch me in a private jet like, "Fuck it, where the weed at?"
And this flight attendant got the fattest ass, you know I need that

[Verse 1]
Now these bitches say they love me, but they just obsessed with the image
Now if practice makes perfect then this is a scrimmage
'Cause I ain't perfect, I never said I was
But now they hatin' 'cause a brother finally got some buzz
The things that I say (Say,) the places I'm seein' (Seein')
The people I talk to you don't know what I mean
Even matters of love, it ain't always as it seems
Yeah, there's plenty in the sea until you hit the mainstream
The girl that I love, the one I call my honey
Now I wonder if she love me for me or my fuckin' money
Sometimes I think about the love that I had in the past
I truly miss it, but it just wasn't destined to last
'Cause our separation lit a fire under my ass
And now I'm gunnin' for the throne, yeah, that is my task
Just a youngin with a dream that acquired a team
Motivated by bad bitches and rockin' Supreme
Now the whole world wonders what's his next move
That all depends on what I feel that I need to improve
Tell me what you think of me, I swear it doesn't matter
Just as long as I am happy and my pocket's getting fatter
Watch me shatter the competition, get mad and now all of 'em wishing
You coulda done it like I done it, bitch, I run it, ah!
Yeah, you know I do it like it ain't ever been done
Hit the Vegas strip and blow a million euro just for fun
To be honest I may have embellished that last line
Chillin' with a shorty that is so much more than fine
At the penthouse poppin' bottles of that hundred-thousand-dollar wine
I got the connect, met 'im through the grape vine