I got some esteem, no instance of self
Rolling down a stream, no body gon' help
He said he like my steez, but I'm a thrift wreck
Gold all down my neck, Gucci on my head
She says she wants the cream, my ice is gon' melt
99 degrees, hang my years up on the shelf
Who I'm gon' tell?
My clique will never sell
Out on the corner 30 feet from where I fell
I don't want to be too malicious
But I'm bitter and so are all my wishes
I just want your kisses
Be inside your image
Start off where we finished
Push us pass the limit
I don't wanna seem too vindictive
But I hate you for making me feel this
You stay where the pain lives
You give me anguish
For speaking my love language
And leaving like I ain't shit
You just wanna go
You don't like control
But you said you loved me
Or was that just a joke?