Lyrics:

[Verse 1]Midnight awakin'', hyperventilatin''Drunk laps, runnin'' ''round the globe, wild goose chasin''After three number-one albums, woulda thought I''d feel amazin''Still impatient, still sippin'' on liquorStill rollin'' up SwishersNow it''s Bimmers double parking, fuck payin'' the meterIn your club, on your couches, got paid to be hereOn your girl, rubbin'' on my favorite featuresHow could they tease us? Only wanted Ben Franklins and Mona Lisas[Chorus]Jesus, Jesus, JesusMan, I might fuck ''round, lose my mind, I gotta break outI''m on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house[Verse 2]Around 3 AM, dogI was gettin'' busy in the bathroom stallBad mamacita, Miami Heat her, put her in a two-seaterToo bad I couldn''t three-peat herNeed a whole lotta vida ''fore I see the reaperHouse full of snow bunnies, puttin'' trees up like it''s Christmas EasterWith more stamps than a skinny nigga, got tats on my visaI know the kids in La Flame, they don''t trust, they believe it, I mean[Chorus]Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, JesusMan, I might fuck ''round, lose my mind, I gotta break outI''m on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake houseJesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, JesusMan, I might fuck ''round, lose my mind, I gotta break outI''m on a stakeout, on a farm or your lake house[Outro]Jesus, Jesus (I mean), Jesus, JesusI might fuck ''round, lose my mindJesusJesus, Jesus, JesusJesus