What have you become?
What have you become?
Matter fact, nah, that's what you been
I was blind, I was in it, I was blind
Oh
I thought that I was changing you
I can't believe I praised you (goddamn)
You know you mama ain't raise you like that
Look at your behavior and that's why she ashamed of ya, damn
Look at what you've become (become)
Matter fact, what you've been (been)
I was just blind
I was just so in it (in it)
I was just so committed (committed)
Nah, I don't regret it (regret it)
So I learned what love is once I
Let it go, let it go, let it go (oh)
Let it go, 'cause you doin' too much and you just won't let go
And I know it was you and you try to hold on to my attention
Won't you let it go? (Oh)
Let it go, let it go, let it go (oh)
Bae, yeah
'Cause you doin' too much, and you trying too hard
Tryna get a reaction ('action), and I am a child of God (oh, yeah)
So I cannot be touched (uh-huh)
When you have something you treat it good
And you want it bad and you need it
I ain't want to be feeling dead
So, I said that I was leaving
I thought you would be real (real)
I thought you would be right (be right)
Talking all that tough shit
Then, you go and dial 9-1-1
I don't know where they
Where they do that at?
Oh, yeah, where they
Where they do that at?
I don't know where
But all I really know is
All I really know is (know is)
Let it go, let it go (oh, yeah)
Let it go, let it go
Oh, oh, 'cause you doing too much and you just won't let go
And I know it was you and you try to hold on out of spite (oh)
Let it go, oh, let it go
Oh, let it go
Oh, let it go, let it go
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, oh-oh
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Summer Walker - Life On Earth Album Lyrics
Summer Walker - Life On Earth Lyrics
Writer: Aubrey Robinson, Cameron Griffin, London Tyler Holmes, Roark Bailey, Summer Marjani Walker
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
SWV
Ooh, ooh, whoa
Ooh-whoa
Oh, no
(Is Jazz here?)
Rich sex
Brand new
Tesla
I'm feeling brand new (you gotta let me)
I like stunting on my friends, when I watch
And the doors come up like my legs
In the middle of the night on the gram
And I'm flexing for life
I know I be on some crazy shit (yeah)
But I love to, love to feel so weak in the knees
Oh, like SWV
I love it raining on me
I love it when you touching on me
It's like water, oh, no, don't drown
Oh, like SWV
I like sexing in the backseat
(You) I got (got) seven days to make your knees weak
I'll hit it right tonight (hit it right)
To make sure that you don't leave me (you wouldn't leave me)
You-you-you know
You wouldn't leave me
You-you-you know
You wouldn't leave me (yeah, mm)
What kind of love is it that you're channeling? (Ooh)
I'm hurting, this her thing, she could have it
Obsessed with the pussy causing havoc
Am I the first one tonight to throw you backwards? (Ooh)
Spread your legs, grab your head until your back hurts (back hurts)
Doing oral things, do it right then, let's do that first
And you told me what he did and I know that hurts
And I know you love him, but I'm bringing you closer (oh, oh)
With my tongue inside and things get hot, closer (oh, oh)
And you far right now, pulling up to my spot like, closer (oh, oh)
T-touching you up and feeling your thighs like, closer (oh, oh)
Once I give you this dick, I'ma ruin your life, oh (oh)
Oh, like SWV
I like sexing in the backseat
(You) I got (got) seven days to make your knees weak
I'll hit it right tonight (hit it right)
To make sure that you don't leave me (you wouldn't leave me)
Ooh-whoa
Oh, no
(Is Jazz here?)
Rich sex
Brand new
Tesla
I'm feeling brand new (you gotta let me)
I like stunting on my friends, when I watch
And the doors come up like my legs
In the middle of the night on the gram
And I'm flexing for life
I know I be on some crazy shit (yeah)
But I love to, love to feel so weak in the knees
Oh, like SWV
I love it raining on me
I love it when you touching on me
It's like water, oh, no, don't drown
Oh, like SWV
I like sexing in the backseat
(You) I got (got) seven days to make your knees weak
I'll hit it right tonight (hit it right)
To make sure that you don't leave me (you wouldn't leave me)
You-you-you know
You wouldn't leave me
You-you-you know
You wouldn't leave me (yeah, mm)
What kind of love is it that you're channeling? (Ooh)
I'm hurting, this her thing, she could have it
Obsessed with the pussy causing havoc
Am I the first one tonight to throw you backwards? (Ooh)
Spread your legs, grab your head until your back hurts (back hurts)
Doing oral things, do it right then, let's do that first
And you told me what he did and I know that hurts
And I know you love him, but I'm bringing you closer (oh, oh)
With my tongue inside and things get hot, closer (oh, oh)
And you far right now, pulling up to my spot like, closer (oh, oh)
T-touching you up and feeling your thighs like, closer (oh, oh)
Once I give you this dick, I'ma ruin your life, oh (oh)
Oh, like SWV
I like sexing in the backseat
(You) I got (got) seven days to make your knees weak
I'll hit it right tonight (hit it right)
To make sure that you don't leave me (you wouldn't leave me)
Writer: Charles Dawson, Jimmy Martin Feliz Valdez, Summer Marjani Walker
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
My Affection
See my teens flew by in a coach seat
Since we all grown up, you tryna show me
What you tryna do now, huh?
You played me once before
Now you feel like you want me
Back when I took off
I'ma trophy
Back when I wasn't nothin'
You was a trophy
Oh (no, no, no), yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh (no, no, no), yeah, yeah, yeah
Get it through your mind
Asked for all of this time
Asked for all my time
I still think you're fine, no, no, no
I got to tell you off (oh)
'Cause I know you know, hmm
Days gettin' longer
And drugs been gettin' hard to find
You can steal with these eyes
I won't change my mind (no)
Just because I'm all grown up (oh)
I already chose up (oh)
I was straight up tryna f*ck (yeah)
Now I'm leadin' tours up
But I can't change my affection
And I can't change my attention (oh, whoa)
I don't think you know (I don't think you know)
I still want my goal (I still want my goal)
I still want my goal back (shh, shh, shh)
Come on, baby, throw that (shh, shh)
I'm still checkin' for my throwback
Since my teens go by in a coach seat
And since we all grown up, you tryna show me
What you was tryna do now (yeah)
You played me once before
Now you feel like you want me
Back when I took off
I'ma trophy
Back when I wasn't nothin'
You was a trophy
No (no, no, no, no), yeah, yeah, yeah
No (whoa, no, no, no, no), yeah, yeah, yeah
PARTY, yeah, PARTY
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
You used to want that nigga shootin' baskets in the post, yeah
Now you want the nigga with three M's so he reposts ya
WiFi on your phone make the long-distance seem closer
Oh, yeah, use to sit up in your bed thinkin' that I forgot ya
You still got it in your head that I'm super caught up, I'm not (ha, yeah, yeah)
When the Patrón on ice, you start to forget, yeah, yeah
You let everything on your chest get to your head, yeah yeah
Had a hard time turnin' twenty-five
(You had a hard time keepin' hope alive, but)
Just because I'm all glowed up
I already chose up (oh)
I was straight up tryna f*ck
Now I'm leadin' tours up (oh)
I can't change my affection (I can't change)
I can't change my attention
I don't think you know (I don't think you know)
I still want my goal (I still want my goal)
I still want my goal back (goal)
Come on, baby, throw that (throw that)
I'm still checkin' for my throwback
Since my teens go by in a coach seat (in the coach seat)
And since we all grown up, you tryna show me (you tryna show)
What you was tryna do now (what you wanna do?)
You played me once before
Now you feel like you want me
Back when I used to take it
Now I'ma trophy
(Back) back when I wasn't nothin'
You was a trophy
No (no, no, no, no), yeah, yeah, yeah (back when)
Oh (whoa, no, no, no, no), yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Since we all grown up, you tryna show me
What you tryna do now, huh?
You played me once before
Now you feel like you want me
Back when I took off
I'ma trophy
Back when I wasn't nothin'
You was a trophy
Oh (no, no, no), yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh (no, no, no), yeah, yeah, yeah
Get it through your mind
Asked for all of this time
Asked for all my time
I still think you're fine, no, no, no
I got to tell you off (oh)
'Cause I know you know, hmm
Days gettin' longer
And drugs been gettin' hard to find
You can steal with these eyes
I won't change my mind (no)
Just because I'm all grown up (oh)
I already chose up (oh)
I was straight up tryna f*ck (yeah)
Now I'm leadin' tours up
But I can't change my affection
And I can't change my attention (oh, whoa)
I don't think you know (I don't think you know)
I still want my goal (I still want my goal)
I still want my goal back (shh, shh, shh)
Come on, baby, throw that (shh, shh)
I'm still checkin' for my throwback
Since my teens go by in a coach seat
And since we all grown up, you tryna show me
What you was tryna do now (yeah)
You played me once before
Now you feel like you want me
Back when I took off
I'ma trophy
Back when I wasn't nothin'
You was a trophy
No (no, no, no, no), yeah, yeah, yeah
No (whoa, no, no, no, no), yeah, yeah, yeah
PARTY, yeah, PARTY
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
You used to want that nigga shootin' baskets in the post, yeah
Now you want the nigga with three M's so he reposts ya
WiFi on your phone make the long-distance seem closer
Oh, yeah, use to sit up in your bed thinkin' that I forgot ya
You still got it in your head that I'm super caught up, I'm not (ha, yeah, yeah)
When the Patrón on ice, you start to forget, yeah, yeah
You let everything on your chest get to your head, yeah yeah
Had a hard time turnin' twenty-five
(You had a hard time keepin' hope alive, but)
Just because I'm all glowed up
I already chose up (oh)
I was straight up tryna f*ck
Now I'm leadin' tours up (oh)
I can't change my affection (I can't change)
I can't change my attention
I don't think you know (I don't think you know)
I still want my goal (I still want my goal)
I still want my goal back (goal)
Come on, baby, throw that (throw that)
I'm still checkin' for my throwback
Since my teens go by in a coach seat (in the coach seat)
And since we all grown up, you tryna show me (you tryna show)
What you was tryna do now (what you wanna do?)
You played me once before
Now you feel like you want me
Back when I used to take it
Now I'ma trophy
(Back) back when I wasn't nothin'
You was a trophy
No (no, no, no, no), yeah, yeah, yeah (back when)
Oh (whoa, no, no, no, no), yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Writer: Jahron Brathwaite, London Tyler Holmes, Summer Marjani Walker, Aubrey Robinson, Kevin Richardson, Roark Bailey
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
White Tee
(CrackGod made it)
Treat me like white tees (treat me like white tees)
Don't get me dirty (don't get me dirty)
Love, love, love on me (love, love, love on me)
Love on, love on me (love on, love on me)
She cannot come with (she cannot come with)
I just gotta dip (I just gotta dip)
Level up with me (level up with me)
If you f*ck wit' me (if you f*ck wit' me)
Oh (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, I'm that nigga from the O (yeah, I'm that nigga from the O)
I'm the one that they ain't never told (they ain't never told)
You could catch the breeze, but it's cold (breeze, but it's cold)
You could come with me but I don't know (me, but I don't know)
Big cappin', if you say that you didn't love me
Little bitch, you know I'm lovely, I'm that nigga from the O, too
I know that you f*ckin' sayin' that you hate me
But you really do not hate me, in reality, they love you (they love you)
Treat me like white tees
Don't get me dirty
Love on, love on me (yeah)
When we in the V (when we in the V)
Jump on, jump on me (jump on, jump on me)
F*ck on, f*ck on me (f*ck on, f*ck on me)
Yeah (yeah)
Mess up your white tee
I'll do you dirty, yeah
Wish you could f*ck on me (yeah, yeah)
Love on, love on me
But I'll take your money (oh)
I bet you wanna come with me (oh, oh)
I bet you wanna cum on me, oh (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got you feelin' so funny (oh, yeah)
Feelin', feelin' free
Throw it all on me, yeah
Treat me like white tees
Don't get me dirty (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)
Love on, love on me, yeah (love, love, love, yeah, oh)
When we in the V
Jump on, jump on me (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)
F*ck on, f*ck on me, yeah (oh, oh, ooh-whoa)
Nigga, you know that I'm mental, lil' bitch from the A
You know that you love how I move, you love my lil' waist
Love all that shit that I say (say)
Love it when I call you bae (bae)
I throw my lil' fist, I talk my lil' shit
And I always be gettin' my way, hey, hey
You know what it is and you know what it ain't, hey, hey (oh, whoa)
Them ugly-ass hoes that be callin' your phone, can get out my way, ayy (oh, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, doin' the things that I never will know (oh, no, no)
Middle of summer, my niggas is cold (yeah, yeah, yeah)
We don't, we don't break the code
We, we just make the code
F*ck 'em, we don't bait the hoes
F*ck it, I'ma take a dose
Take a dose (take a dose)
Take a dose
Treat me like white tees
Don't get me dirty
Love, love, love on me (on me)
She cannot come with (no)
I just gotta dip
Level up with me (on me, yeah, yeah)
If you f*ck with me
Oh (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, I'm that nigga from the O (oh, whoa, whoa)
I'm the one that they ain't never told
You could catch the breeze, but it's cold (cold, baby)
You could come with me, but I don't know
Lovin' on me baby, yeah
Yeah, whoa
Treat me like white tees (treat me like white tees)
Don't get me dirty (don't get me dirty)
Love, love, love on me (love, love, love on me)
Love on, love on me (love on, love on me)
She cannot come with (she cannot come with)
I just gotta dip (I just gotta dip)
Level up with me (level up with me)
If you f*ck wit' me (if you f*ck wit' me)
Oh (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, I'm that nigga from the O (yeah, I'm that nigga from the O)
I'm the one that they ain't never told (they ain't never told)
You could catch the breeze, but it's cold (breeze, but it's cold)
You could come with me but I don't know (me, but I don't know)
Big cappin', if you say that you didn't love me
Little bitch, you know I'm lovely, I'm that nigga from the O, too
I know that you f*ckin' sayin' that you hate me
But you really do not hate me, in reality, they love you (they love you)
Treat me like white tees
Don't get me dirty
Love on, love on me (yeah)
When we in the V (when we in the V)
Jump on, jump on me (jump on, jump on me)
F*ck on, f*ck on me (f*ck on, f*ck on me)
Yeah (yeah)
Mess up your white tee
I'll do you dirty, yeah
Wish you could f*ck on me (yeah, yeah)
Love on, love on me
But I'll take your money (oh)
I bet you wanna come with me (oh, oh)
I bet you wanna cum on me, oh (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got you feelin' so funny (oh, yeah)
Feelin', feelin' free
Throw it all on me, yeah
Treat me like white tees
Don't get me dirty (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)
Love on, love on me, yeah (love, love, love, yeah, oh)
When we in the V
Jump on, jump on me (yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)
F*ck on, f*ck on me, yeah (oh, oh, ooh-whoa)
Nigga, you know that I'm mental, lil' bitch from the A
You know that you love how I move, you love my lil' waist
Love all that shit that I say (say)
Love it when I call you bae (bae)
I throw my lil' fist, I talk my lil' shit
And I always be gettin' my way, hey, hey
You know what it is and you know what it ain't, hey, hey (oh, whoa)
Them ugly-ass hoes that be callin' your phone, can get out my way, ayy (oh, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, doin' the things that I never will know (oh, no, no)
Middle of summer, my niggas is cold (yeah, yeah, yeah)
We don't, we don't break the code
We, we just make the code
F*ck 'em, we don't bait the hoes
F*ck it, I'ma take a dose
Take a dose (take a dose)
Take a dose
Treat me like white tees
Don't get me dirty
Love, love, love on me (on me)
She cannot come with (no)
I just gotta dip
Level up with me (on me, yeah, yeah)
If you f*ck with me
Oh (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, I'm that nigga from the O (oh, whoa, whoa)
I'm the one that they ain't never told
You could catch the breeze, but it's cold (cold, baby)
You could come with me, but I don't know
Lovin' on me baby, yeah
Yeah, whoa
Writer: Jimmy Martin Feliz Valdez, Jordan Taylor Hutchins, Josiah Capers, Summer Marjani Walker
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Deeper
Even though I don't wanna show
Emotions
I'm open
Not the type to try and double back twice
But you had me runnin' right back, back
Had me cummin' back to back, yeah
Grab ya by ya neck, yeah
Tell you arch your back, yeah
Tell you to shut your ass up
Rushin' here real fast just to take it slow
No, I ain't these other hoes
And boy you let me know, uh
Baby, all I gotta say, nobody get they way faster
Claimin' that you're here to stay
We'll see how it plays, actor
Boy you say you done with games and more
We gotta get deeper now
Deeper and deeper now, whoa
Wonder how you give it to me so good (good)
Guess I never had a real nigga from the hood
But you gotta understand this wasn't in my plans
You tryna get deeper now
Feelings is deeper now
Use them lips
Know I like to kiss, baby (oh-oh)
Takin' trips
Had to get away, baby
Postin' pics all in our business
Ain't no distractions
I'm 'bout that action
Boy, I hope you not wastin' my time
I want to give in but scared to rely
I want to feel, boy, but you ain't right sometimes
But it can't go to waste
Ain't a nigga who can take your place
Baby, all I gotta say nobody get they way faster
Claimin' that you're here to stay
We'll see how it plays, actor
Boy you say you done with games and more
We gotta get deeper now
Deeper and deeper now, yeah
Wonder how you give it to me so good (good)
Guess I never had a real nigga from the hood (baby)
But you gotta understand this wasn't in my plans (no)
Tryna get deeper now (now)
Feelings is deeper now
Emotions
I'm open
Not the type to try and double back twice
But you had me runnin' right back, back
Had me cummin' back to back, yeah
Grab ya by ya neck, yeah
Tell you arch your back, yeah
Tell you to shut your ass up
Rushin' here real fast just to take it slow
No, I ain't these other hoes
And boy you let me know, uh
Baby, all I gotta say, nobody get they way faster
Claimin' that you're here to stay
We'll see how it plays, actor
Boy you say you done with games and more
We gotta get deeper now
Deeper and deeper now, whoa
Wonder how you give it to me so good (good)
Guess I never had a real nigga from the hood
But you gotta understand this wasn't in my plans
You tryna get deeper now
Feelings is deeper now
Use them lips
Know I like to kiss, baby (oh-oh)
Takin' trips
Had to get away, baby
Postin' pics all in our business
Ain't no distractions
I'm 'bout that action
Boy, I hope you not wastin' my time
I want to give in but scared to rely
I want to feel, boy, but you ain't right sometimes
But it can't go to waste
Ain't a nigga who can take your place
Baby, all I gotta say nobody get they way faster
Claimin' that you're here to stay
We'll see how it plays, actor
Boy you say you done with games and more
We gotta get deeper now
Deeper and deeper now, yeah
Wonder how you give it to me so good (good)
Guess I never had a real nigga from the hood (baby)
But you gotta understand this wasn't in my plans (no)
Tryna get deeper now (now)
Feelings is deeper now
Writer: Aubrey Robinson, Cameron Griffin, London Tyler Holmes, Roark Bailey, Summer Marjani Walker
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
