(Cause my baby ain't no saint, no) (Cause my baby ain't no saint, no) Addicted to the wrong things My baby ain't no saint I'm still loving the chase Don't throw me off my game Addicted to the wrong things My baby ain't no saint I'm still loving the chase Don't throw me off my game Can't get you out my head Cupid shot me with the vest Damn that lil pussy the best I'm visualizing you undressed I told her to get in line Got another one calling my other line How we break up in the summertime But you always gonna be one of mine Way too toxic You gave me too many rules couldn't stop me I could of made your wedding finger rocky I heard you loud and clear back copy Now I'm walking out your life watch me Too much of arguing You always wanna win I know I was partying I had a lot of drinks Cuz the truth gon' come out when you tipsy You can leave if you want you gon' miss me We could of been like Lauren & Nipsey Now I been pimpin' RIP to Pimp C Say what you want but you wanted mine How we grown apart how we acting out Tell me what you want Quit with all the front I'm gon' deliver on the spot I've had to adapt to the feeling of being numb Cuz apart of me was satisfied with all the lust But I still need the love, but no ones up to speed Went from doing it weekly, to every day of the week Something about you pulling me in, it's making me weak Went from loving them over night and never losing sleep But you the one keeping me up, I've been loving the consistency Tell me that you needed me Cause I hate the persistency But your love is confusing me Cuz who I am doesn't wanna need you I know who I was needs to love you Feed you love in your language Translate it for you in Spanglish Book you flights out to Vegas So you can watch me on stages Know I need to make changes You think loving me is dangerous Can we just build a foundation? And let me earn my placement You know I'm bout what I'm saying The type to demonstrate it Be more than my inspiration? Cause a muse overrated Need something to fill what's vacant Cause you keep my heart racing But I hate complications So I won't be the one chasing (No more) (Cause my baby ain't no saint...)