Laid out like a crucifix, she ready for religion

She ain’t go to church but she know how to beg forgiveness

This that kinda night that you can’t keep the room from spinning

This that kinda night, yeah, yeah

Just landed in New York, the plug is waiting at the hotel

You know that there no camera phones

This ain’t a fucking show and tell

People taking pictures through the curtains

In the ‘rari spinning out, she spilling bourbon

I gave out all my love now it’s gone

I should be heartbroken but I’m not

I turned it all around now

I’m a heartbreaker

Laid out like a crucifix, she ready for religion

We can’t make no love, ’cause I can’t make no more commitments

It’s that kinda night you know damn well you gon’ be sinning

It’s that kinda night, yeah, yeah

Too many of my homies turned into dickriders

All of my exes, yeah my exes they some liars

People posting pictures like they know my fucking life though

I’ve been making money since 2009 though

I gave out all my love now it’s gone

I should be heartbroken but I’m not

I turned it all around now

I’m a heartbreaker

Fifteen acres later I’m still waking up with paper

In the Maybach, to the records

Watch your girl, I’m doing labor