(Wherever I go, I won't let go
Wherever I go, I won't let go
No, no)
On my way to Bootsy Bellows with hella the hoes
Try and think what I'ma tell 'em when they get alone
I'm a glutton for women I shouldn't yearn for
Shouldn't be tempted, but baby, I like to hurt, or
Maybe 'cause I was searchin', I found me the perfect person
But me and her didn't work out, she buried what she worked for
And I carried the bitterness of a kola nut
Nigerian shit, my parents never showed much
Womanizer, probably could've been a feminist
'Cause I respect 'em, but Lord, I got polygamy problems
The hoodie come from Barneys, spendin' money is therapeutic
To wear the shit they don't think that you care to buy
So we buying Prada, Balenciaga like it is nada
In the Ferrari, my fear is God and tax problems
Pierre Moss, I dropped ten on my last visit
And half that up at Saks, I favor black businesses
Sue me, l'm rootin' for everybody that's black, yeah, uh huh, yeah
Sue me, I'm rootin' for everybody that's black, yo, yo yo, look, look
Sue me, I'm rootin' for everybody that's black
Spent 'bout two racks on handmade durags
Sue me, I'm rootin' for everybody that's black
That's everybody from sports to college class to rap, and back
In my soul (in my soul)
In my soul (in my soul)
And now l know (and l know)
It's fosho (it's fosho)
I ain't gonna let it, ain't let go
I won't let go
Hold up, yo, look
People, people, the high life is a movie, we ain't promised a sequel
Ambition, my second album, how was you sleepin'? (
Dropped the album with Seinfeld, they thought I was tweakin'
A prophet, a genius (no, no, no)
I'm flyin' with Lena, I'm ridin' with Nina
One write for the Chi, one right where I need her
The funny thing is I'll always be single
I love me some Logan, I love me some Issa
I'll never get either, no one Venice Queens me
I'm a drunk, I'm a demon
Heaven knows I'm a dreamer
I seen Taraji and Kelvin, always hope I could be that
I fell in love with an actress actin' like she don't need me (
Polarizin' the sun, underrated again
Show business will never love you the way you love it
You come and we go, they quick to forget
So every boujee event I attend, I tell 'em this
Sue me, l'm rootin' for everybody that's black, yeah, uh huh, yeah
Sue me, I'm rootin' for everybody that's black, yo, yo yo, look, look
Sue me, I'm rootin' for everybody that's black
Spent 'bout two racks on handmade durags
Sue me, I'm rootin' for everybody that's black
That's everybody from sports to college class to rap, and back
In my soul (in my soul)
In my soul (in my soul)
And now l know (and l know)
It's fosho (it's fosho)
I ain't gonna let it, ain't let go (in my soul)
I won't let go (in my soul)
I need you to know you're so beautiful
I need you to know you're so beautiful, oh
Okay, sue me, I'm rootin' for everybody that's black
Everybody be asking my sixth album my last
I'm super sick of this business
My daughter missin' me, nigga
The whip is bullet repellent
But they gon' kill me with tax
Niggas really on clout, they ain't checkin' for stats
Who a decade or better, givin' niggas decadent rap
Respect is in order, hate me, better do it loud
Root for everybody black, haters say "That's crazy, wow"
That's crazy, wow (in my soul, deep in my soul)
Wale - Wow... That's Crazy Album Lyrics
Wale - Wow... That's Crazy Lyrics
Writer: Darius Wooten, Kelly Price, Norva Denton, Olubowale Akintimehin, Tracy Carter, William Harmon
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Love and Loyalty
I just want a hundred percent from a pretty woman
I just want a building to fill it with green hundreds
I just want you niggas to know I got the blues
And feeling like it's Mighty or BB the King humming
Why you niggas talking that thing but ain't done it?
How you niggas talking that crack but can't cook it?
Some my niggas ain't coming back because of snake or a rat
So I don't need mi a map to find a zoo in, yeah
Who in, who out? Coupe out we on that guap
Who ten, who out, who down to put a tool out?
Pull up, pull up, pull out where y'all shooters out
Pull up, it's love, and love they won't do nuttin', yeah
The realest on deck, get it how you want, fist, bullet or check, yeah
I got gorillas on deck
Bullets like a DeLorean they push your shit back
I be, I be, I be, do you hear me?
I'm like a young Sammy Holliday of my city
Laid back Maybach or jive for me
I'm more Jah, yeah the Gods always God to me
Yeah the broads, yeah the broads always gossiping
And the blogs gon' blog but I'm prospering
Swear to God if I fall to my offspring
I was bossin' up, Kawhi kiss the ring
Me and you put together it's double trouble
Fight for you through stormy weather it's no problem
Let me love you baby I'm not gon' fumble
If I give you love, oh baby
Loyalty and love, oh baby
Loyalty and love, oh baby
Loyalty is love, oh baby
Loyalty is love, oh forever
Wind me down, wind me down, wine me down, I be
Get a bag, it'a rack, it's a rack baby
Money fall, money fall niggas gon' spray
But dollars or dummies talkin' down on me, whoa
Don't got a lotta cars but I got a lotta clothes
Don't got a lotta girls but I got a lotta hoes
And I ain't really proud of the fact
But the young black and rich then broke and alone
Ridin' trough the city with a lightskin jawn
My dark skin jawn got a white boy now
But I am not the type that would fight that back
But she ever come back I'ma widen that gap
Who loyal to who, who telling the truth?
Who really a boss, who really a fluke?
Who loyal to who, who wild in the SHU
Who pay for the lawyers who barely pay for their food
Baba Folarin
Me and you put together it's double trouble
Fight for you through stormy weather it's no problem
Let me love you baby I'm not gon' fumble
If I give you love, oh baby
Loyalty and love, oh baby
Loyalty and love, oh baby
Loyalty is love, oh baby
Loyalty is love, oh forever
I just want a building to fill it with green hundreds
I just want you niggas to know I got the blues
And feeling like it's Mighty or BB the King humming
Why you niggas talking that thing but ain't done it?
How you niggas talking that crack but can't cook it?
Some my niggas ain't coming back because of snake or a rat
So I don't need mi a map to find a zoo in, yeah
Who in, who out? Coupe out we on that guap
Who ten, who out, who down to put a tool out?
Pull up, pull up, pull out where y'all shooters out
Pull up, it's love, and love they won't do nuttin', yeah
The realest on deck, get it how you want, fist, bullet or check, yeah
I got gorillas on deck
Bullets like a DeLorean they push your shit back
I be, I be, I be, do you hear me?
I'm like a young Sammy Holliday of my city
Laid back Maybach or jive for me
I'm more Jah, yeah the Gods always God to me
Yeah the broads, yeah the broads always gossiping
And the blogs gon' blog but I'm prospering
Swear to God if I fall to my offspring
I was bossin' up, Kawhi kiss the ring
Me and you put together it's double trouble
Fight for you through stormy weather it's no problem
Let me love you baby I'm not gon' fumble
If I give you love, oh baby
Loyalty and love, oh baby
Loyalty and love, oh baby
Loyalty is love, oh baby
Loyalty is love, oh forever
Wind me down, wind me down, wine me down, I be
Get a bag, it'a rack, it's a rack baby
Money fall, money fall niggas gon' spray
But dollars or dummies talkin' down on me, whoa
Don't got a lotta cars but I got a lotta clothes
Don't got a lotta girls but I got a lotta hoes
And I ain't really proud of the fact
But the young black and rich then broke and alone
Ridin' trough the city with a lightskin jawn
My dark skin jawn got a white boy now
But I am not the type that would fight that back
But she ever come back I'ma widen that gap
Who loyal to who, who telling the truth?
Who really a boss, who really a fluke?
Who loyal to who, who wild in the SHU
Who pay for the lawyers who barely pay for their food
Baba Folarin
Me and you put together it's double trouble
Fight for you through stormy weather it's no problem
Let me love you baby I'm not gon' fumble
If I give you love, oh baby
Loyalty and love, oh baby
Loyalty and love, oh baby
Loyalty is love, oh baby
Loyalty is love, oh forever
Writer: Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Emmanuel Ajomale, Kai Asa Savon Wright
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Cliche
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
We don't even try
What if love is nothing more than a fairy tale?
I care and all, but I'm fearing this here a carousel to me
I'm here and gone to you, hear my songs playing
We get on and off like we horizontally horse-playing
You need somebody with some patience, shorty, yeah
I need somebody that hate to party, uh
You need somebody that's less busy
I need a woman that's praying for me, but hesitate to call me
I'm hot, cold, the doctor calling that bipolar
Ha, that's undersold, she rock with me, she got five boyfriends
I can't explain, my brain think in multiple colors
Though all of 'em dull when anxiety rival my depression
Mama told me life's not fair
All these girls ain't right right here
When it's dark, I need some time alone
So she won't see me cry or lie
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try (don't even try)
Yeah, yeah
Steep is the climb, you won't even leave me a line, uh
Greedy is pride, you gon' eat me alive, uh
Sweeter the pie, the more it sprinkled with lies, uh
By any means, you give me means to survive
We got shit that we should speak about
'Bout how you started f*cking
Yeah, we gon bleep it out
I sit and think about just how the right path could be the wrong direction
But falling back is progress, it's all about perspective
I'm saying though, I am too selfish to leave you all that I got, uh
That shit harder than mending shit with my pops, uh
That shit harder than women giving out props
And niggas hitting at cops who bought the cap that you copped
'Cause you way different when you're solo
You seem happy in your photos
I'm way different 'round my bro-bros
I guess it's places we just won't go, won't go
Really hiding
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try (don't even try)
Oh, don't even try
'Cause your momma did a number on you, babe
I don't know if I can ease it, yeah
Your momma did a number on you, babe
I know you're tired of this, hey, yeah
Oh, you're tired
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
We don't even try
What if love is nothing more than a fairy tale?
I care and all, but I'm fearing this here a carousel to me
I'm here and gone to you, hear my songs playing
We get on and off like we horizontally horse-playing
You need somebody with some patience, shorty, yeah
I need somebody that hate to party, uh
You need somebody that's less busy
I need a woman that's praying for me, but hesitate to call me
I'm hot, cold, the doctor calling that bipolar
Ha, that's undersold, she rock with me, she got five boyfriends
I can't explain, my brain think in multiple colors
Though all of 'em dull when anxiety rival my depression
Mama told me life's not fair
All these girls ain't right right here
When it's dark, I need some time alone
So she won't see me cry or lie
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try (don't even try)
Yeah, yeah
Steep is the climb, you won't even leave me a line, uh
Greedy is pride, you gon' eat me alive, uh
Sweeter the pie, the more it sprinkled with lies, uh
By any means, you give me means to survive
We got shit that we should speak about
'Bout how you started f*cking
Yeah, we gon bleep it out
I sit and think about just how the right path could be the wrong direction
But falling back is progress, it's all about perspective
I'm saying though, I am too selfish to leave you all that I got, uh
That shit harder than mending shit with my pops, uh
That shit harder than women giving out props
And niggas hitting at cops who bought the cap that you copped
'Cause you way different when you're solo
You seem happy in your photos
I'm way different 'round my bro-bros
I guess it's places we just won't go, won't go
Really hiding
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try
Mama told me life's not fair
So cliche advice right there
The time we wasted, time we lost
So we don't even try (don't even try)
Oh, don't even try
'Cause your momma did a number on you, babe
I don't know if I can ease it, yeah
Your momma did a number on you, babe
I know you're tired of this, hey, yeah
Oh, you're tired
Writer: Norva Denton, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Expectations
You expect me to know, a lot of shit that I'm just out here tryna figure out
You expect me to know the answer to some shit that I'm just tryna get up out of
Where did the time, where did the time go?
I'm in the paint, tryna be Rondo
Of course you got the answers, 'cause you ain't the one that's in my position
I've been sortin' through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
And don't you leave me here for dead now
I've been sortin' through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
And don't you leave me here for dead now
Look, the winter is here, depression is triplin'
Nobody give a shit, I'm gettin' bread
Industry really be killin' my niggas
Guess entertainment business yin and the yang
Wait, I'm not the same, I can't find no peace
I sacrifice my world to a world that ignore me
Black man in therapy, 'cause white terror don't sleep
I got to roll up my leaf, might stop the PTSD
Carried away, bitches break up with you if you don't break
Niggas is lame, nigga my drive ain't the same
Of course you irate, it's a Wraith
On God I got some reason to wear my head down (head down)
Pray all my odds be even 'cause it get hard
And I follow what I feel, but that's the issue (issue)
My thoughts can be deceivin' if they get a warm welcome
I've been sortin' through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
And don't you leave me here for dead now
I've been sortin' through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
And don't you leave me here for dead now
Look, and on God she got some reason to wear her head down (head down)
Pray all her odds be even 'cause it get hard
And she follow what she feel, and that's the issue (issue)
My thoughts can be deceivin', my thoughts can be deceivin'
Summer approachin', she look in the mirror, she wish it was winter
Her tummy is pokin'
Lookin' at Instagram, makin' you sick
Yeah, the figure you're fishin' for ain't in the ocean, no
Your potential is more than gold
Expectations is bogus though
Talk about what the eye don't see, this is body dysmorphia
Most of these pseudo celebrities ain't really beautiful as you could ever be
Talkin' the tannin', and bleachin'
And all the procedures that make you go think that you not a queen
And I ain't judgin', just bein' real, if the silicone help your anxiety
If I like you enough I'ma foot the bill
But you do it for you shorty, not for me
That's the cycle that she repeat
All the models she following livin' sweet
But the body she like doesn't come for cheap
She will live under knife for the infamy, see
But who am I to judge?
I got my own problems, so I am not the one
When things get dark, I be in my own mind
So even in the crowd I'll be moreso alone
It's like, yo
Just like me
Just like us
Just like her
Just like you
Just like us
I've been sortin' through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
And don't you leave me here for dead now
I've been sortin' through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
And don't you leave me here for dead now
You expect me to know the answer to some shit that I'm just tryna get up out of
Where did the time, where did the time go?
I'm in the paint, tryna be Rondo
Of course you got the answers, 'cause you ain't the one that's in my position
I've been sortin' through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
And don't you leave me here for dead now
I've been sortin' through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
And don't you leave me here for dead now
Look, the winter is here, depression is triplin'
Nobody give a shit, I'm gettin' bread
Industry really be killin' my niggas
Guess entertainment business yin and the yang
Wait, I'm not the same, I can't find no peace
I sacrifice my world to a world that ignore me
Black man in therapy, 'cause white terror don't sleep
I got to roll up my leaf, might stop the PTSD
Carried away, bitches break up with you if you don't break
Niggas is lame, nigga my drive ain't the same
Of course you irate, it's a Wraith
On God I got some reason to wear my head down (head down)
Pray all my odds be even 'cause it get hard
And I follow what I feel, but that's the issue (issue)
My thoughts can be deceivin' if they get a warm welcome
I've been sortin' through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
And don't you leave me here for dead now
I've been sortin' through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
And don't you leave me here for dead now
Look, and on God she got some reason to wear her head down (head down)
Pray all her odds be even 'cause it get hard
And she follow what she feel, and that's the issue (issue)
My thoughts can be deceivin', my thoughts can be deceivin'
Summer approachin', she look in the mirror, she wish it was winter
Her tummy is pokin'
Lookin' at Instagram, makin' you sick
Yeah, the figure you're fishin' for ain't in the ocean, no
Your potential is more than gold
Expectations is bogus though
Talk about what the eye don't see, this is body dysmorphia
Most of these pseudo celebrities ain't really beautiful as you could ever be
Talkin' the tannin', and bleachin'
And all the procedures that make you go think that you not a queen
And I ain't judgin', just bein' real, if the silicone help your anxiety
If I like you enough I'ma foot the bill
But you do it for you shorty, not for me
That's the cycle that she repeat
All the models she following livin' sweet
But the body she like doesn't come for cheap
She will live under knife for the infamy, see
But who am I to judge?
I got my own problems, so I am not the one
When things get dark, I be in my own mind
So even in the crowd I'll be moreso alone
It's like, yo
Just like me
Just like us
Just like her
Just like you
Just like us
I've been sortin' through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
And don't you leave me here for dead now
I've been sortin' through a lot of shit that's in my head now
A lot of shit that had me scared now
And don't you leave me here for dead now
Writer: Andre Robertson, Cardell McManus, Olubowale Akintimehin, Ricardo Valentine, Unknown Writer, Yusuf El
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
BGM
If someone like you would love me
If someone like you would love me
Uh, look, yeah
I got her in my phone as BGM
And her (ha, one, two, three, go)
Uh, black Benzes
Black fancy
Black bag full of old white men, issa
Whole queen would u hold my hand, would ya
Show me a lil' black girl, look
Black Benzes
Black fancy
Black bag full of old white men, issa
Whole queen would u hold my hand, would ya
Show me a lil' black girl magic
Move, if someone like you would love me
Move, if someone like you would love me
Go go go
Go shorty, get it shorty
Every Empire need a Taraji
Go shorty, I'm so proud of ya
Head high you is under nobody
Sometime it be really so hard for ya
White boy paid more same job as you
The least I can do
Is write a song then I'll "mwaah" that part to you (Wale)
Black Benzes
Black fancy
Black bag full of old white men, issa
Whole queen would u hold my hand, would ya
Show me a lil' black girl, look
Black Benzes
Black fancy
Black bag full of old white men, issa
Whole queen would u hold my hand, would ya
Show me a lil' black girl magic
Move, if someone like you would love me
Move, if someone like you would love me (love me)
Ok black is beautiful shorty
Black is bold
Black is black, true, but black is gold
If God a color I know she black for sure
Niggas blasphemy, but God gave me a daughter
Black women I love you
Wish it all coulda worked
But still know that you love me
'Cause I ain't up in the court, look
A lot of animals on my boat
But all the real niggas know that BGM is the GOAT
So let's go, it's your birthday
Got that ice cream, it's sherbet day
Go shorty, I'm so proud of ya
Head high, you was under nobody
Go shorty, it's your birthday
Got that ice cream, it's sherbet day
Go shorty, I'm so proud of ya
Black woman, you was under nobody
Black Benzes
Black fancy
Black bag full of old white men, issa
Whole queen would u hold my hand, would ya
Show me a lil' black girl, look
Black Benzes
Black fancy
Black bag full of old white men, issa
Whole queen would u hold my hand, would ya
Show me a lil' black girl magic
Move, if someone like you would love me
Move, if someone like you would love me
If someone like you would love me
Uh, look, yeah
I got her in my phone as BGM
And her (ha, one, two, three, go)
Uh, black Benzes
Black fancy
Black bag full of old white men, issa
Whole queen would u hold my hand, would ya
Show me a lil' black girl, look
Black Benzes
Black fancy
Black bag full of old white men, issa
Whole queen would u hold my hand, would ya
Show me a lil' black girl magic
Move, if someone like you would love me
Move, if someone like you would love me
Go go go
Go shorty, get it shorty
Every Empire need a Taraji
Go shorty, I'm so proud of ya
Head high you is under nobody
Sometime it be really so hard for ya
White boy paid more same job as you
The least I can do
Is write a song then I'll "mwaah" that part to you (Wale)
Black Benzes
Black fancy
Black bag full of old white men, issa
Whole queen would u hold my hand, would ya
Show me a lil' black girl, look
Black Benzes
Black fancy
Black bag full of old white men, issa
Whole queen would u hold my hand, would ya
Show me a lil' black girl magic
Move, if someone like you would love me
Move, if someone like you would love me (love me)
Ok black is beautiful shorty
Black is bold
Black is black, true, but black is gold
If God a color I know she black for sure
Niggas blasphemy, but God gave me a daughter
Black women I love you
Wish it all coulda worked
But still know that you love me
'Cause I ain't up in the court, look
A lot of animals on my boat
But all the real niggas know that BGM is the GOAT
So let's go, it's your birthday
Got that ice cream, it's sherbet day
Go shorty, I'm so proud of ya
Head high, you was under nobody
Go shorty, it's your birthday
Got that ice cream, it's sherbet day
Go shorty, I'm so proud of ya
Black woman, you was under nobody
Black Benzes
Black fancy
Black bag full of old white men, issa
Whole queen would u hold my hand, would ya
Show me a lil' black girl, look
Black Benzes
Black fancy
Black bag full of old white men, issa
Whole queen would u hold my hand, would ya
Show me a lil' black girl magic
Move, if someone like you would love me
Move, if someone like you would love me
Writer: Eric A. Bellinger, Francis Esteban, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Love... (Her Fault)
I said, I said we could never be, I won't even try
Don't know why we tried, I don't why we try
Try, try, try, why I try, I try
I seen tears up in your eyes, I could make it all better
I could make it all better
Hands up in my face, you don't even wanna see it my way, yeah
I had way too much to drink, I had way too much to drink
Goin' through a breakup, that just slow the pace up, yeah
You was wonderin' why I went missing
Girl, I miss your lovin', huggin' touchin', kissin'
Say others just don't amount to nothing, trust and listen
Ayy, listen up shorty
Folarin, okay
L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, why I gotta try so hard?
Why I gotta lobby? 'Cause I'm prideful and don't like a lot
L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, why you like to fight so much?
Why you follow every broad I comment on that's fine as f*ck?
You don't want no title? Cool
You don't get no title, love
Peddle to my side bitches, now that's a vicious cycle, girl
You better, yeah
Would you rather love or just someone to like your pictures? Yeah
Met you in the club, I don't expect you to stop hitting 'em
So hit me when you buzzed, you know I'm buzzed
You know I'm wit' it
Your heart numb and I'm numb
So we be done, but I won't finish, yeah
Met a lot of women, yeah, got a lot of niggas
But everybody full of shit, that's why we back and forth again
My heart severely scorned and you the cause of it
Goodbye, my baby, I'll abandon you, that's when you forced to care
L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, why you gotta make this hard?
Funny how the quiet ones do nada 'til they do a lot (sorry, you sorry)
I said we could never be, I won't even try
Don't know why we tried, I don't why we try
Try, try, try, why I try, I try
I seen tears up in your eyes, I could make it all better
I could make it all better
Hands up in my face, you don't even wanna see it my way, yeah
I had way too much to drink, I had way too much to drink
Goin' through a breakup, that just slow the pace up, yeah
You was wonderin' why I went missing
Girl, I miss your lovin', huggin' touchin', kissin'
Say others just don't amount to nothing, trust and listen
Listen again
I know that we not together
I know we don't see each other
I'm hoping this beef, let's fake the impossible
We could do it impossible
We too chicken, impossible
I'm just fishing, it's possible
That I miss you, malnourished
I need your flesh on my lips so I'm better (yeah)
And I read you every month just like I paid for a subscription
And I've been on every page so it's no way you hide your issues
But yet and still though
Bottled emotions tend to spill out, when you get to sippin'
And I know it's close to being over, I could see us different
But obviously when you be pourin' up, you get in your feelings
So who's the villain, girl?
L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, yes I know I drink a lot
But just know you drank too much
Let's do this when we sober up
Okay, it's your fault, but you ain't wrong
I guess we could never be, don't know why we try
Don't know why we tried, don't know why we try
Why we never try, why we never, ayy, ayy, ayy
Tellin' 'em we could never be, why we never try
Uh, why we never try, uh, why we never try
Uh, why we never die, oh no
Don't know why we tried, I don't why we try
Try, try, try, why I try, I try
I seen tears up in your eyes, I could make it all better
I could make it all better
Hands up in my face, you don't even wanna see it my way, yeah
I had way too much to drink, I had way too much to drink
Goin' through a breakup, that just slow the pace up, yeah
You was wonderin' why I went missing
Girl, I miss your lovin', huggin' touchin', kissin'
Say others just don't amount to nothing, trust and listen
Ayy, listen up shorty
Folarin, okay
L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, why I gotta try so hard?
Why I gotta lobby? 'Cause I'm prideful and don't like a lot
L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, why you like to fight so much?
Why you follow every broad I comment on that's fine as f*ck?
You don't want no title? Cool
You don't get no title, love
Peddle to my side bitches, now that's a vicious cycle, girl
You better, yeah
Would you rather love or just someone to like your pictures? Yeah
Met you in the club, I don't expect you to stop hitting 'em
So hit me when you buzzed, you know I'm buzzed
You know I'm wit' it
Your heart numb and I'm numb
So we be done, but I won't finish, yeah
Met a lot of women, yeah, got a lot of niggas
But everybody full of shit, that's why we back and forth again
My heart severely scorned and you the cause of it
Goodbye, my baby, I'll abandon you, that's when you forced to care
L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, why you gotta make this hard?
Funny how the quiet ones do nada 'til they do a lot (sorry, you sorry)
I said we could never be, I won't even try
Don't know why we tried, I don't why we try
Try, try, try, why I try, I try
I seen tears up in your eyes, I could make it all better
I could make it all better
Hands up in my face, you don't even wanna see it my way, yeah
I had way too much to drink, I had way too much to drink
Goin' through a breakup, that just slow the pace up, yeah
You was wonderin' why I went missing
Girl, I miss your lovin', huggin' touchin', kissin'
Say others just don't amount to nothing, trust and listen
Listen again
I know that we not together
I know we don't see each other
I'm hoping this beef, let's fake the impossible
We could do it impossible
We too chicken, impossible
I'm just fishing, it's possible
That I miss you, malnourished
I need your flesh on my lips so I'm better (yeah)
And I read you every month just like I paid for a subscription
And I've been on every page so it's no way you hide your issues
But yet and still though
Bottled emotions tend to spill out, when you get to sippin'
And I know it's close to being over, I could see us different
But obviously when you be pourin' up, you get in your feelings
So who's the villain, girl?
L-O-V-E, dot-dot-dot, yes I know I drink a lot
But just know you drank too much
Let's do this when we sober up
Okay, it's your fault, but you ain't wrong
I guess we could never be, don't know why we try
Don't know why we tried, don't know why we try
Why we never try, why we never, ayy, ayy, ayy
Tellin' 'em we could never be, why we never try
Uh, why we never try, uh, why we never try
Uh, why we never die, oh no
Writer: Jeremy P. Felton, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Bryson Tiller, Ozan Yildirim
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
On Chill
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once?
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills too
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once? (Yeah)
Maybe we can be on chill tonight (one time)
Maybe I can give you chills too (chill)
I'm gettin' mine like fine wine measured in time
Many other brothers loved you but this pleasure is mine
It's no pressure for us to say that I love you for now
So f*ck that cuffin' shit, I just want us be comfortable now, for real
Who you lovin'? Who you wanna pull up with?
Who don't care you datin' long as you care and you trust him
Tryna hear all your problems so I can lighten the load
No you're not fighting alone
'Cause I'm protectin' you from 'em, so chill
Life hard and ex lovers is like scars
'Cause they stop hurtin' but never forgettin' what it was
I was a youngin' my biggest enemy was the club
Voicemails on third rings f*cked me up, so I don't trust
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once? (Tryin' slow up)
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills too
We've been on a tragedy for months (months)
Why can't you agree with me for once? (Yeah)
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills too (aye shawty, look)
Okay, they switch up on you I'm gonna stay the same
I pull up on you then put it in with patience
I'm good where we got it without no expectations
What good is a tidal when shawty been the wave? Yeah
Let me illustrate, ya
Let my tongue re-paint ya
It's already wet, have you had a brain storm?
Er'where a nigga take you, just know that my face good
Modify your energy so your bank and your skin glow
Max field let it fly
I be up in there a lot
Just to show you I don't care, go wear it to that nigga house
We don't share our whereabouts, or the gossip the hood love
Just supreme confidence, if we good that's good enough, whoa, yeah
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once?
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills too
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once? (Yeah)
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills
How about that, ohh?
I'm tired of makin' up and fallin' out
Wanna be the nigga you callin' up
That pick your body up when you down and out (let's chill)
How about that, ohh?
I'm tired of makin' up and fallin' out
Wanna be the nigga you callin' up
That pick your body up when you down and out (let's chill)
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once?
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills too
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once? (Yeah)
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills too
(You give me all)
(Just be there and there)
Why can't you agree with me for once?
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills too
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once? (Yeah)
Maybe we can be on chill tonight (one time)
Maybe I can give you chills too (chill)
I'm gettin' mine like fine wine measured in time
Many other brothers loved you but this pleasure is mine
It's no pressure for us to say that I love you for now
So f*ck that cuffin' shit, I just want us be comfortable now, for real
Who you lovin'? Who you wanna pull up with?
Who don't care you datin' long as you care and you trust him
Tryna hear all your problems so I can lighten the load
No you're not fighting alone
'Cause I'm protectin' you from 'em, so chill
Life hard and ex lovers is like scars
'Cause they stop hurtin' but never forgettin' what it was
I was a youngin' my biggest enemy was the club
Voicemails on third rings f*cked me up, so I don't trust
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once? (Tryin' slow up)
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills too
We've been on a tragedy for months (months)
Why can't you agree with me for once? (Yeah)
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills too (aye shawty, look)
Okay, they switch up on you I'm gonna stay the same
I pull up on you then put it in with patience
I'm good where we got it without no expectations
What good is a tidal when shawty been the wave? Yeah
Let me illustrate, ya
Let my tongue re-paint ya
It's already wet, have you had a brain storm?
Er'where a nigga take you, just know that my face good
Modify your energy so your bank and your skin glow
Max field let it fly
I be up in there a lot
Just to show you I don't care, go wear it to that nigga house
We don't share our whereabouts, or the gossip the hood love
Just supreme confidence, if we good that's good enough, whoa, yeah
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once?
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills too
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once? (Yeah)
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills
How about that, ohh?
I'm tired of makin' up and fallin' out
Wanna be the nigga you callin' up
That pick your body up when you down and out (let's chill)
How about that, ohh?
I'm tired of makin' up and fallin' out
Wanna be the nigga you callin' up
That pick your body up when you down and out (let's chill)
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once?
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills too
We've been on a tragedy for months
Why can't you agree with me for once? (Yeah)
Maybe we can be on chill tonight
Maybe I can give you chills too
(You give me all)
(Just be there and there)
Writer: Eric A. Bellinger, Jeremy P. Felton, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Robert Moore
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Routine
Yeah
So much money you gotta put that shit on a scale, nigga
We ain't never goin' back to being broke
One time for all my young niggas in the trenches (woo)
Ain't chasing a bitch, I'm chasing a dream (you know the routine)
Ah, damn, look what a nigga done made of the team (you know the routine)
I know why they jealous, I be on the type of stuff they never seen (you know the routine)
Whole 'nother level, I shit on them niggas and ain't even mean it (whoa, whoa)
Young nigga blowin' old money, spend a milli', make it back (whoa, whoa)
Made enough off a old hustle, I don't even gotta rap (whoa)
Grind and I get it, stack and I spend it, you know the routine (you know the routine)
Poppin' them tags, gettin' them bags, you know the routine, hey (you know the routine)
Mike Amiri put a hole in my jeans
I ain't playin', in a whole 'nother league
Go to Philly, then I go to Reddys
Then I get a Rollie, then I meet a bitch
And then I get a zip
And then I take a dip into her womaness
I feel like Carson Wentz
I got the wisdom
If a nigga sit the bench
I got a funny feeling that you niggas fooling
Boy, still the coldest
This the moment I come different, yo
Yeah, BAPE, Folarin, no monkey business
Can't H&M us, no
Shout out to women in Cape Town
Africa's always a great time
Donald said all of us live in huts
I tell him, "Dummy, go to Lagos"
Oh, you niggas like to play tough?
You really hatin' 'cause your pay stub
Philly women really chillin' with me
Now I really can't stop sayin' jawn
The double-M-G is back, mo'
See me with Sneak and with Fat Boy
See, they can sleep on my raps, they have
But who really, really can bag hoes? (whoa, whoa, Folarin, bitch)
Young nigga blowin' old money, spend a milli', make it back (whoa, whoa)
Made enough off a old hustle, I don't even gotta rap (whoa)
Grind and I get it, stack and I spend it, you know the routine (you know the routine)
Poppin' them tags, gettin' them bags, you know the routine, hey (you know the routine)
You know how we living, I ain't gotta post it (I don't)
I ain't even boastin' (yeah)
How many times I gotta tell you 'bout these 'Raris and Wraiths and Ghosts? (skrrt-skrrt)
How many times I gotta tell you that I mob, La Cosa Nostra? (the mob)
How many famous bitches do I gotta f*ck for the love of the culture?
Oh Lord, everything Kosher
Came in this bitch with a chip on my shoulder (whoa)
Took it to Vegas (Vegas)
I bet it all at the table at poker (whoa)
Just look at they faces (faces)
I know they don't like how I'm f*cking them over (they don't)
These niggas is crazy (crazy)
You never gon' catch me out rockin' a choker (no)
I'm on some shit right now, I feelin' lit right now (lit right now)
We catch a snake in the grass, he gettin' clipped right down (brrt, brrt)
I got a hundred in cash, I'm 'bout to spend right now (spend right now)
They try to put me in last, but what do it look like now? (woo)
Young nigga blowin' old money, spend a milli', make it back (whoa, whoa)
Made enough off a old hustle, I don't even gotta rap (whoa)
Grind and I get it, stack and I spend it, you know the routine (you know the routine)
Poppin' them tags, gettin' them bags, you know the routine, hey (you know the routine)
Fingerprints on that dope money
Kilo sent you to a new crib (huh)
Bad bitch speak pig Latin
Tussionex with a new seal (huh)
Sticker price with the white bricks
Raekwon with the Wu deal (woo)
Slice a pie and we all eat
Stick a straw in my cough syrup
I don't f*ck with these weirdos
Swear to God, it be paranoid
Treat a jet like it's a cab fare
Sold a brick, came back for it
Your whole clique be your pallbearers
R.I.P. for a small error
Black Phantom, blessed pharaoh
Black Bo', rest well (Bo)
Collins Ave in a high rise
Cocaine white skyline
What I labeled a memoir
To broke niggas is sci-fi
Bad bitch on my sideline
Name tatted on five wives
Stackin' money like Mayweather
And they heard I got nine lives
Young nigga blowin' old money, spend a milli', make it back (whoa, whoa)
Made enough off a old hustle, I don't even gotta rap (whoa)
Grind and I get it, stack and I spend it, you know the routine (you know the routine)
Poppin' them tags, gettin' them bags, you know the routine, hey (you know the routine)
So much money you gotta put that shit on a scale, nigga
We ain't never goin' back to being broke
One time for all my young niggas in the trenches (woo)
Ain't chasing a bitch, I'm chasing a dream (you know the routine)
Ah, damn, look what a nigga done made of the team (you know the routine)
I know why they jealous, I be on the type of stuff they never seen (you know the routine)
Whole 'nother level, I shit on them niggas and ain't even mean it (whoa, whoa)
Young nigga blowin' old money, spend a milli', make it back (whoa, whoa)
Made enough off a old hustle, I don't even gotta rap (whoa)
Grind and I get it, stack and I spend it, you know the routine (you know the routine)
Poppin' them tags, gettin' them bags, you know the routine, hey (you know the routine)
Mike Amiri put a hole in my jeans
I ain't playin', in a whole 'nother league
Go to Philly, then I go to Reddys
Then I get a Rollie, then I meet a bitch
And then I get a zip
And then I take a dip into her womaness
I feel like Carson Wentz
I got the wisdom
If a nigga sit the bench
I got a funny feeling that you niggas fooling
Boy, still the coldest
This the moment I come different, yo
Yeah, BAPE, Folarin, no monkey business
Can't H&M us, no
Shout out to women in Cape Town
Africa's always a great time
Donald said all of us live in huts
I tell him, "Dummy, go to Lagos"
Oh, you niggas like to play tough?
You really hatin' 'cause your pay stub
Philly women really chillin' with me
Now I really can't stop sayin' jawn
The double-M-G is back, mo'
See me with Sneak and with Fat Boy
See, they can sleep on my raps, they have
But who really, really can bag hoes? (whoa, whoa, Folarin, bitch)
Young nigga blowin' old money, spend a milli', make it back (whoa, whoa)
Made enough off a old hustle, I don't even gotta rap (whoa)
Grind and I get it, stack and I spend it, you know the routine (you know the routine)
Poppin' them tags, gettin' them bags, you know the routine, hey (you know the routine)
You know how we living, I ain't gotta post it (I don't)
I ain't even boastin' (yeah)
How many times I gotta tell you 'bout these 'Raris and Wraiths and Ghosts? (skrrt-skrrt)
How many times I gotta tell you that I mob, La Cosa Nostra? (the mob)
How many famous bitches do I gotta f*ck for the love of the culture?
Oh Lord, everything Kosher
Came in this bitch with a chip on my shoulder (whoa)
Took it to Vegas (Vegas)
I bet it all at the table at poker (whoa)
Just look at they faces (faces)
I know they don't like how I'm f*cking them over (they don't)
These niggas is crazy (crazy)
You never gon' catch me out rockin' a choker (no)
I'm on some shit right now, I feelin' lit right now (lit right now)
We catch a snake in the grass, he gettin' clipped right down (brrt, brrt)
I got a hundred in cash, I'm 'bout to spend right now (spend right now)
They try to put me in last, but what do it look like now? (woo)
Young nigga blowin' old money, spend a milli', make it back (whoa, whoa)
Made enough off a old hustle, I don't even gotta rap (whoa)
Grind and I get it, stack and I spend it, you know the routine (you know the routine)
Poppin' them tags, gettin' them bags, you know the routine, hey (you know the routine)
Fingerprints on that dope money
Kilo sent you to a new crib (huh)
Bad bitch speak pig Latin
Tussionex with a new seal (huh)
Sticker price with the white bricks
Raekwon with the Wu deal (woo)
Slice a pie and we all eat
Stick a straw in my cough syrup
I don't f*ck with these weirdos
Swear to God, it be paranoid
Treat a jet like it's a cab fare
Sold a brick, came back for it
Your whole clique be your pallbearers
R.I.P. for a small error
Black Phantom, blessed pharaoh
Black Bo', rest well (Bo)
Collins Ave in a high rise
Cocaine white skyline
What I labeled a memoir
To broke niggas is sci-fi
Bad bitch on my sideline
Name tatted on five wives
Stackin' money like Mayweather
And they heard I got nine lives
Young nigga blowin' old money, spend a milli', make it back (whoa, whoa)
Made enough off a old hustle, I don't even gotta rap (whoa)
Grind and I get it, stack and I spend it, you know the routine (you know the routine)
Poppin' them tags, gettin' them bags, you know the routine, hey (you know the routine)
Writer: Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Robert Rihmeek Williams, William Leonard Roberts, Nicholas M. Warwar, Clemmie Rishad Penton
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Love Me Nina / Semiautomatic
And to me, we have a culture that, uh
Is surpassed by, by, by, by no other civilization, but we don't know anything about it
So again, I think I've said this before in this same interview
I think, my, my job is to somehow make them curious enough
Or persuade them by hook or crook
To get more aware of themselves and where they came from
And what they are into and what is already there
And just to bring it out
This is what compels me to compel them
And I will do it by whatever means necessary
Detroit red flow
East coast, west coast
Used to leave MoCo to hit Ledroit with Bo
I dated women with poppin' albums, they got spouses
I dated strippers that trap loud inside they Challengers
To be black and talented, all I've ever been
Took a tour de France while my partners was somewhere peddling
Yeah, we make depression look so effortless
We desensitize while America tryna kill our kids
So it's weighin' on me, Nina
It's weighin' on me, Nina
They playin' with me, Nina
Send 'em on they way to meet ya
Look at my skin, look at my nose, I'm grateful for my features
Like I made a CD with Mrs. Knowles and ain't pay a G
I'm on my way to GA, magazine in the BM
Imagine the Nazis see me, a MAGA hat he can bleed in
Nina, we just wanna be black and legendary
Be us and be proud by any means necessary
Nina got me feeling like I never have to walk alone
Walk alone, Nina
Nina got me feeling like I never have to walk alone
Walk alone, Nina
Yo, yo
They playin' with me, Nina
You stayin' with me, Nina
They hatin' on me, Nina
Send 'em on they way to meet ya
I misunderstood
Under your spell, perhaps
Ain't no lookin' back
Young, gifted, black
Everybody avoids everybody, all over the place
In most situations, most all of the time
I know, I'm one of those everybodys
Yeah, a semi automatic
A scatterbrain, I'm shooting out of aim
Since I've been famous, it's hard for me to hit up a target
I'm sorry, I was humble on all them red carpets
I got embarrassed, Grammys carried me for Sandra Bullock
Photo ops the paparazzi was opting out of
Was doing drops for jockeys that ain't bother my album
Telling me you honestly the best nigga
Though I believe that you one welling-ass nigga
How many niggas with jobs feel like they underpaid?
Let's say it's that, plus you rhyme and 'bout to have a baby
Let's say they calling you bipolar
Not feeling you, your rhymes legend, but personality complicated
Shoot at whoever, that's your only defense
Had a job, you was poppin', now you lonely as shit
Mental blocks, every shot was harder than before
Like bootleg shoppers, see, I was rockin' my label wrong
But I digress 'cause this isn't that song
This just my plight, I am no different than y'all
Speak to your boss, me, I speak in these songs
I speak how I feel, I feel like a gun
Yeah, a semi auto with a novice aim, uh
A lot of thoughts and a lot of pain, yeah
My ammunition come from all your hate
My brain a loaded semi, I'm too offended to concentrate, yeah
Everybody gets sprayed, nigga
Ayy, move, get out the way, nigga, yeah
Under the surface, we the same nigga
But my aim different, I'm way too brilliant to shank niggas, yeah
Everybody gets sprayed, nigga
Move, get out the way, nigga, yeah
Under the surface, we the same nigga
I got that loaded semi that stain cement and paint pictures
Rrah, rrah, rrah
Is surpassed by, by, by, by no other civilization, but we don't know anything about it
So again, I think I've said this before in this same interview
I think, my, my job is to somehow make them curious enough
Or persuade them by hook or crook
To get more aware of themselves and where they came from
And what they are into and what is already there
And just to bring it out
This is what compels me to compel them
And I will do it by whatever means necessary
Detroit red flow
East coast, west coast
Used to leave MoCo to hit Ledroit with Bo
I dated women with poppin' albums, they got spouses
I dated strippers that trap loud inside they Challengers
To be black and talented, all I've ever been
Took a tour de France while my partners was somewhere peddling
Yeah, we make depression look so effortless
We desensitize while America tryna kill our kids
So it's weighin' on me, Nina
It's weighin' on me, Nina
They playin' with me, Nina
Send 'em on they way to meet ya
Look at my skin, look at my nose, I'm grateful for my features
Like I made a CD with Mrs. Knowles and ain't pay a G
I'm on my way to GA, magazine in the BM
Imagine the Nazis see me, a MAGA hat he can bleed in
Nina, we just wanna be black and legendary
Be us and be proud by any means necessary
Nina got me feeling like I never have to walk alone
Walk alone, Nina
Nina got me feeling like I never have to walk alone
Walk alone, Nina
Yo, yo
They playin' with me, Nina
You stayin' with me, Nina
They hatin' on me, Nina
Send 'em on they way to meet ya
I misunderstood
Under your spell, perhaps
Ain't no lookin' back
Young, gifted, black
Everybody avoids everybody, all over the place
In most situations, most all of the time
I know, I'm one of those everybodys
Yeah, a semi automatic
A scatterbrain, I'm shooting out of aim
Since I've been famous, it's hard for me to hit up a target
I'm sorry, I was humble on all them red carpets
I got embarrassed, Grammys carried me for Sandra Bullock
Photo ops the paparazzi was opting out of
Was doing drops for jockeys that ain't bother my album
Telling me you honestly the best nigga
Though I believe that you one welling-ass nigga
How many niggas with jobs feel like they underpaid?
Let's say it's that, plus you rhyme and 'bout to have a baby
Let's say they calling you bipolar
Not feeling you, your rhymes legend, but personality complicated
Shoot at whoever, that's your only defense
Had a job, you was poppin', now you lonely as shit
Mental blocks, every shot was harder than before
Like bootleg shoppers, see, I was rockin' my label wrong
But I digress 'cause this isn't that song
This just my plight, I am no different than y'all
Speak to your boss, me, I speak in these songs
I speak how I feel, I feel like a gun
Yeah, a semi auto with a novice aim, uh
A lot of thoughts and a lot of pain, yeah
My ammunition come from all your hate
My brain a loaded semi, I'm too offended to concentrate, yeah
Everybody gets sprayed, nigga
Ayy, move, get out the way, nigga, yeah
Under the surface, we the same nigga
But my aim different, I'm way too brilliant to shank niggas, yeah
Everybody gets sprayed, nigga
Move, get out the way, nigga, yeah
Under the surface, we the same nigga
I got that loaded semi that stain cement and paint pictures
Rrah, rrah, rrah
Writer: Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Emmanuel Ajomale, Composer Author Unknown, Flex Cartell, Miles Franklin
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Break My Heart (My Fault)
I only gave you my heart, you ain't protect it
Plenty nights I went out with squad
You felt neglected
If I know you was gon' break your word
You shoulda kept it
And you got me blowin' up your phone
I'm feelin' desperate
She used to be with me a lot
And I put you through a lot
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
I told her she my queen so I'ma bow down
I might f*ck you on your cycle, lay the towel down (nasty)
When I f*ck you from the back it make a loud sound
She only f*cked on two niggas, that's somethin' to be proud about
And you know I trust this bitch, she logged in my bank account
Pop up new chain, favorite rapper 2 Chainz
F*cked a bitch from Blue Flames
Rápido like Usain
I be lunchin' sometimes
I can't expect you to stay
You deserve a bouquet
You deserve a true label
F*ck a post on a page
You're supposed to be great (yeah)
And I just lie in your face
You just laugh in your head
"Why this nigga so fake?" (Yeah)
Yeah, and on the real we should break up
Run away at your pace
'Cause I'm a walkin' mistake
I try to buy my way out
You keep the gifts but they lame
Replace these commas with rockets
'Cause you would rather your space
She gon' find her solace in knowin' a nigga damaged
So she gon' take my heart 'cause a nigga took her for granted
Damn it
I only gave you my heart, you ain't protect it
Plenty nights I went out with squad
You felt neglected
If I know you was gon' break your word
You shoulda kept it
And you got me blowin' up your phone
I'm feelin' desperate
She used to be with me a lot
And I put you through a lot
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
Don't break my heart, girl (a lil', a lil' bit more time, no Hennessy)
Please don't break my heart
Okay, this is a story about this shawty I knew
Kicked in DC United but now I bid her adieu
She was really too pressed
Me, I was really too rude
So I got caught with my pants down
I shoulda gave her the moon
Now I live in denial
You fallin' back and you cool
No longer apple of eye
That's why my texts ain't blue
A woman heart isn't black
Until all your texts ain't blue
It's bittersweet, she can't ignore
What can never get through (yeah)
Still at the door
Desperate, immature
Got your sister sayin'
"Sister, just say 'Roger go home'"
Share your view with the crew
We popular so it's rough
'Cause everybody know you and I
But nobody know us (yeah)
I lied to you enough
Your pride swallowed too much
I'm sorry I said, "sorry" so much
That's what I've become
And it's over, it's done
You found somebody else
My first thought, do I know 'em?
When that shoulda been why I let him
Thought you'd keep me from cheatin'
With your abundance of love
I thought I'd keep you from cheatin'
I kept you cummin' so much, but so what?
I only gave you my heart, you ain't protect it (shit, oh now you done done huh?)
Plenty nights I went out with squad
You felt neglected (that's my fault, fessed it)
If I know you was gon' break your word
You shoulda kept it (fatality, casualty, baby)
And you got me blowin' up your phone
I'm feelin' desperate
She used to be with me a lot (a lot)
And I put you through a lot
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart (it's too late)
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart (too late, yeah)
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart (it's too late)
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart (it's too late, yeah)
Oh, now you done done huh?
Alright, I deserve that
If you ever find yourself out of favor with that nigga, just pull up
Plenty nights I went out with squad
You felt neglected
If I know you was gon' break your word
You shoulda kept it
And you got me blowin' up your phone
I'm feelin' desperate
She used to be with me a lot
And I put you through a lot
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
I told her she my queen so I'ma bow down
I might f*ck you on your cycle, lay the towel down (nasty)
When I f*ck you from the back it make a loud sound
She only f*cked on two niggas, that's somethin' to be proud about
And you know I trust this bitch, she logged in my bank account
Pop up new chain, favorite rapper 2 Chainz
F*cked a bitch from Blue Flames
Rápido like Usain
I be lunchin' sometimes
I can't expect you to stay
You deserve a bouquet
You deserve a true label
F*ck a post on a page
You're supposed to be great (yeah)
And I just lie in your face
You just laugh in your head
"Why this nigga so fake?" (Yeah)
Yeah, and on the real we should break up
Run away at your pace
'Cause I'm a walkin' mistake
I try to buy my way out
You keep the gifts but they lame
Replace these commas with rockets
'Cause you would rather your space
She gon' find her solace in knowin' a nigga damaged
So she gon' take my heart 'cause a nigga took her for granted
Damn it
I only gave you my heart, you ain't protect it
Plenty nights I went out with squad
You felt neglected
If I know you was gon' break your word
You shoulda kept it
And you got me blowin' up your phone
I'm feelin' desperate
She used to be with me a lot
And I put you through a lot
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart
Don't break my heart, girl (a lil', a lil' bit more time, no Hennessy)
Please don't break my heart
Okay, this is a story about this shawty I knew
Kicked in DC United but now I bid her adieu
She was really too pressed
Me, I was really too rude
So I got caught with my pants down
I shoulda gave her the moon
Now I live in denial
You fallin' back and you cool
No longer apple of eye
That's why my texts ain't blue
A woman heart isn't black
Until all your texts ain't blue
It's bittersweet, she can't ignore
What can never get through (yeah)
Still at the door
Desperate, immature
Got your sister sayin'
"Sister, just say 'Roger go home'"
Share your view with the crew
We popular so it's rough
'Cause everybody know you and I
But nobody know us (yeah)
I lied to you enough
Your pride swallowed too much
I'm sorry I said, "sorry" so much
That's what I've become
And it's over, it's done
You found somebody else
My first thought, do I know 'em?
When that shoulda been why I let him
Thought you'd keep me from cheatin'
With your abundance of love
I thought I'd keep you from cheatin'
I kept you cummin' so much, but so what?
I only gave you my heart, you ain't protect it (shit, oh now you done done huh?)
Plenty nights I went out with squad
You felt neglected (that's my fault, fessed it)
If I know you was gon' break your word
You shoulda kept it (fatality, casualty, baby)
And you got me blowin' up your phone
I'm feelin' desperate
She used to be with me a lot (a lot)
And I put you through a lot
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart (it's too late)
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart (too late, yeah)
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart (it's too late)
Don't break my heart, girl
Please don't break my heart (it's too late, yeah)
Oh, now you done done huh?
Alright, I deserve that
If you ever find yourself out of favor with that nigga, just pull up
Writer: Norva Denton, Durk Banks, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Debbie
Half the corny niggas in the world can't dance
You know what I'm sayin'?
So just it's like boom, we get rid of the dusty, dusty
We get into some motherf*ckin' soul
Yo, I'm sayin' I don't got the best moves and shit
But we don't got nothin' to lose and shit
Ayy, yeah, yuh
Money on the wheels, woo, leggo
Mmm, yeah, soul clap now
Dance with me, yeah, it's so hard to fall in love
I know you need, yeah, a man that can play his part
I need your body to follow
I ain't gonna be the one that'll break your heart
God made a goddess, grab my arm and know that I got you, yeah
Dance with me, yeah, it's so hard to fall in love
I know you need, yeah, a man that can play his part
I need your body to follow
I ain't gonna be the one that'll break your heart
God made a goddess, grab my arm and know that I got you, yeah
You remember you my old love, girl
Back in school, my soror' love, girl
And I know it's been a minute though, girl
But I still think the world of you, girl
Used to be D1, party wild, DR
Used to take eight classes, get your ski wee on
Went and got yo' masters, something you slaved over
Used to be high yellow, forever pink green though
I see you, girl
It's been a long time, don't let us pass it up twice
January one five, I believe you so Debbie Allen to me
Dance with me, yeah, it's so hard to fall in love
I know you need, yeah, a man that can play his part
I need your body to follow
I ain't gonna be the one that'll break your heart
God made a goddess, grab my arm and know that I got you, yeah
Dance with me, yeah, it's so hard to fall in love
I know you need, yeah, a man that can play his part
I need your body to follow
I ain't gonna be the one that'll break your heart
God made a goddess, grab my arm and know that I got you, yeah
You know what I'm sayin'?
So just it's like boom, we get rid of the dusty, dusty
We get into some motherf*ckin' soul
Yo, I'm sayin' I don't got the best moves and shit
But we don't got nothin' to lose and shit
Ayy, yeah, yuh
Money on the wheels, woo, leggo
Mmm, yeah, soul clap now
Dance with me, yeah, it's so hard to fall in love
I know you need, yeah, a man that can play his part
I need your body to follow
I ain't gonna be the one that'll break your heart
God made a goddess, grab my arm and know that I got you, yeah
Dance with me, yeah, it's so hard to fall in love
I know you need, yeah, a man that can play his part
I need your body to follow
I ain't gonna be the one that'll break your heart
God made a goddess, grab my arm and know that I got you, yeah
You remember you my old love, girl
Back in school, my soror' love, girl
And I know it's been a minute though, girl
But I still think the world of you, girl
Used to be D1, party wild, DR
Used to take eight classes, get your ski wee on
Went and got yo' masters, something you slaved over
Used to be high yellow, forever pink green though
I see you, girl
It's been a long time, don't let us pass it up twice
January one five, I believe you so Debbie Allen to me
Dance with me, yeah, it's so hard to fall in love
I know you need, yeah, a man that can play his part
I need your body to follow
I ain't gonna be the one that'll break your heart
God made a goddess, grab my arm and know that I got you, yeah
Dance with me, yeah, it's so hard to fall in love
I know you need, yeah, a man that can play his part
I need your body to follow
I ain't gonna be the one that'll break your heart
God made a goddess, grab my arm and know that I got you, yeah
Writer: Norva Denton, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
50 In Da Safe
Oh, no, no, no, no, no
Yeah, oh
(Hit-Boy)
I put 50 in the safe, yeah
Speedin' off in a Wraith, oh yeah
Had a dream that I was safe, yeah
But we know it ain't never safe outside
No, I can't stand for the hate, ayy
What, you mad we took your chick? (oh yeah)
Took her down to the track, ayy
She ain't never comin' back, no dawg
I keep losing pieces of my mind (yeah, uh-huh)
This emotion, I get faded all the time, yeah (now, feel me tho')
(Yeah, boy)
Gettin' faded to feel alive, yeah
Niggas hate, never in my face
I've been famous a minute now, yeah
Tryna maintain, I'ma need my drank
Functioning alcoholic
Puffin' and passin' heavy
Nothing is passive with me
F*ck all my adversaries
Numb it to go in public
F*ck who ain't f*cking with me
My neck is full of water
My cup is full of Henny
My cup runneth over with homies that never loved me
And shawtys that wanna f*ck me
Say "f*ck me", but can't forget me
I trust in my God, so the broads gotta wait
'Cause I'm always 100 but keep 50 in the safe just in case (Wale)
I put 50 in the safe, yeah
Speedin' off in a Wraith, oh yeah
Had a dream that I was safe, yeah
But we know it ain't never safe outside
No, I can't stand for the hate, ayy
What, you mad we took your chick? (oh yeah)
Took her down to the track, ayy
She ain't never comin' back, no dawg
I keep losing pieces of my mind
This emotion, I get faded all the time, yeah (look, look, yeah)
Oh yeah, crazy
Okay, too dumb to be loved
Too blind to see love
Too shy to shoot shit, then two shots Tequila, yeah
Been mocked by the media
Pop Oxy, feel nothin'
My baggage so tragic, my pack's sativa
The ride is almost over
I'm tired, I ain't sober
Confidence fluctuatin', that's why I be anti-social
When I was young and comin' up, I really showed love
Now, I know myself enough to know, I know nothin'
I roll somethin', I root for those that don't support me
Don't got homies, the IRS kinda close to me though
Know what's crazy? I'm tired of makin' music but how my anxiety set up
My therapist get my show money
I put 50 in the safe, yeah
Speedin' off in a Wraith, oh yeah (Wale)
Had a dream that I was safe, yeah
But we know it ain't never safe outside
No, I can't stand for the hate, ayy
What, you mad we took your chick? (oh yeah)
Took her down to the track, ayy
She ain't never comin' back, no dawg
I keep losing pieces of my mind
This emotion, I get faded all the time, yeah (ayy, ayy, oh yeah)
Gettin' faded to feel alive, yeah
Now I need my drank
Gettin' faded to feel alive
Never in my faith, yeah
Never in my face, yeah
I'ma need my drank
Oh Lord, the young super villain of this music industry
It's foolish really 'cause when you get on, they be off
And when you be hot, like super, super hot
The rest who ain't sweat you is now pressed to be cool with you
(50, money, you pity, yeah, you, pick)
Show money
I put 50 in the safe, yeah
Speedin' off in a Wraith, oh yeah (Wale)
Had a dream that I was safe, yeah
But we know it ain't never safe outside
No, I can't stand for the hate, ayy
What, you mad we took your chick? (oh yeah)
Took her down to the track, ayy
She ain't never comin' back, no dawg
I keep losing pieces of my mind
This emotion, I get faded all the time, yeah (oh yeah)
Yeah, oh
(Hit-Boy)
I put 50 in the safe, yeah
Speedin' off in a Wraith, oh yeah
Had a dream that I was safe, yeah
But we know it ain't never safe outside
No, I can't stand for the hate, ayy
What, you mad we took your chick? (oh yeah)
Took her down to the track, ayy
She ain't never comin' back, no dawg
I keep losing pieces of my mind (yeah, uh-huh)
This emotion, I get faded all the time, yeah (now, feel me tho')
(Yeah, boy)
Gettin' faded to feel alive, yeah
Niggas hate, never in my face
I've been famous a minute now, yeah
Tryna maintain, I'ma need my drank
Functioning alcoholic
Puffin' and passin' heavy
Nothing is passive with me
F*ck all my adversaries
Numb it to go in public
F*ck who ain't f*cking with me
My neck is full of water
My cup is full of Henny
My cup runneth over with homies that never loved me
And shawtys that wanna f*ck me
Say "f*ck me", but can't forget me
I trust in my God, so the broads gotta wait
'Cause I'm always 100 but keep 50 in the safe just in case (Wale)
I put 50 in the safe, yeah
Speedin' off in a Wraith, oh yeah
Had a dream that I was safe, yeah
But we know it ain't never safe outside
No, I can't stand for the hate, ayy
What, you mad we took your chick? (oh yeah)
Took her down to the track, ayy
She ain't never comin' back, no dawg
I keep losing pieces of my mind
This emotion, I get faded all the time, yeah (look, look, yeah)
Oh yeah, crazy
Okay, too dumb to be loved
Too blind to see love
Too shy to shoot shit, then two shots Tequila, yeah
Been mocked by the media
Pop Oxy, feel nothin'
My baggage so tragic, my pack's sativa
The ride is almost over
I'm tired, I ain't sober
Confidence fluctuatin', that's why I be anti-social
When I was young and comin' up, I really showed love
Now, I know myself enough to know, I know nothin'
I roll somethin', I root for those that don't support me
Don't got homies, the IRS kinda close to me though
Know what's crazy? I'm tired of makin' music but how my anxiety set up
My therapist get my show money
I put 50 in the safe, yeah
Speedin' off in a Wraith, oh yeah (Wale)
Had a dream that I was safe, yeah
But we know it ain't never safe outside
No, I can't stand for the hate, ayy
What, you mad we took your chick? (oh yeah)
Took her down to the track, ayy
She ain't never comin' back, no dawg
I keep losing pieces of my mind
This emotion, I get faded all the time, yeah (ayy, ayy, oh yeah)
Gettin' faded to feel alive, yeah
Now I need my drank
Gettin' faded to feel alive
Never in my faith, yeah
Never in my face, yeah
I'ma need my drank
Oh Lord, the young super villain of this music industry
It's foolish really 'cause when you get on, they be off
And when you be hot, like super, super hot
The rest who ain't sweat you is now pressed to be cool with you
(50, money, you pity, yeah, you, pick)
Show money
I put 50 in the safe, yeah
Speedin' off in a Wraith, oh yeah (Wale)
Had a dream that I was safe, yeah
But we know it ain't never safe outside
No, I can't stand for the hate, ayy
What, you mad we took your chick? (oh yeah)
Took her down to the track, ayy
She ain't never comin' back, no dawg
I keep losing pieces of my mind
This emotion, I get faded all the time, yeah (oh yeah)
Writer: Chauncey A. Hollis, David Bowden, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Set You Free
Picture that, a black man learning to love himself
Wow, that's crazy right?
Yo, yo
My highs, lows, my darks, lights
Couple of hoes, but no love life
I'm ashamed of the person that I'm becoming, see
Mind racing, too tired to chase a woman, yeah
How could you ever love me?
My attention is never yours, it's never on me
And I respect you, of course, I hate to see you cry
But I'm the reason why, shorty
I'm Jekyll, I'm Hyde, I can't even lie
Everybody want that crazy love
Until they find a crazy one, yeah
Yesterday, I'm in your face a lot
Then boom, I ain't sayin' none
I'm drinking more to think less, it's true
Liquor become a crutch, can't stand next to you, no
Self-loathing is my addiction amongst
Other things I don't mention 'cause you be itchin' to judge
It's love, it's overrated and underrated because
It seem like a placebo when it be done
I see myself on the TV, I'm unimpressed
You think you love me, but I don't love me or, hol' up, man
Because it seem like a placebo when it be done
I see myself on the TV, I'm unimpressed
You think you love me but I don't love me enough
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Love, love, love
If you believe
You just believe and you will receive
Love sets you free (love sets you free, yeah)
It's the only thing that (love sets you free)
Gonna take you out (oh yeah, oh)
If you believe, yeah (yeah, yeah, oh-oh)
You gotta believe, you gotta believe, love (oh)
That's what you need, yeah (judge you for real)
I believe it's gonna take you through it
My highs, lows, my dark, lights
Couple of hoes, but no love life
My highs, lows, my dark, lights
Couple of hoes, but no love life
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love sets you free, yeah
I wanna be set free
Love, come and set me free
Let me take you higher (hey, oh no, yeah)
'Cause I believe (if you believe)
You will receive, yeah yeah
Whoa, mm, oh
Oh, oh, love, love
Wow, that's crazy right?
Yo, yo
My highs, lows, my darks, lights
Couple of hoes, but no love life
I'm ashamed of the person that I'm becoming, see
Mind racing, too tired to chase a woman, yeah
How could you ever love me?
My attention is never yours, it's never on me
And I respect you, of course, I hate to see you cry
But I'm the reason why, shorty
I'm Jekyll, I'm Hyde, I can't even lie
Everybody want that crazy love
Until they find a crazy one, yeah
Yesterday, I'm in your face a lot
Then boom, I ain't sayin' none
I'm drinking more to think less, it's true
Liquor become a crutch, can't stand next to you, no
Self-loathing is my addiction amongst
Other things I don't mention 'cause you be itchin' to judge
It's love, it's overrated and underrated because
It seem like a placebo when it be done
I see myself on the TV, I'm unimpressed
You think you love me, but I don't love me or, hol' up, man
Because it seem like a placebo when it be done
I see myself on the TV, I'm unimpressed
You think you love me but I don't love me enough
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Love, love, love
If you believe
You just believe and you will receive
Love sets you free (love sets you free, yeah)
It's the only thing that (love sets you free)
Gonna take you out (oh yeah, oh)
If you believe, yeah (yeah, yeah, oh-oh)
You gotta believe, you gotta believe, love (oh)
That's what you need, yeah (judge you for real)
I believe it's gonna take you through it
My highs, lows, my dark, lights
Couple of hoes, but no love life
My highs, lows, my dark, lights
Couple of hoes, but no love life
Love, love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love sets you free, yeah
I wanna be set free
Love, come and set me free
Let me take you higher (hey, oh no, yeah)
'Cause I believe (if you believe)
You will receive, yeah yeah
Whoa, mm, oh
Oh, oh, love, love
Writer: Carl Thompson, Denise Rich, Kelly Price, Mike Hector, Olubawale Akintimehin, Phillip Aaron, Aaron Farand Phillips, Chucky Thompson, Edward Theodore Riley, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Black Bonnie
Yeah, the older you get, man, more you appreciate, you know
And don't get offended
Ayo, we good?
Let me know when that drop
Yeah, louder
(Hol' up)
Talk to me different, let's come up together
F*ck yo ex nigga if you f*ck me better
Let's go to Neiman's, let's go to Lenox
Spend a whole check and run a play to get the next one
Let's create the vibe, let's not take our time
Let's spray paint the Trump Towers, letters, U and I
It's you and I 'til it's suicide
Or 'til the cracker pull us over, ain't no one around, bang
We woke, shawty, protest the party
I know you love nostalgia, I got you Barney's
Get it, my bitch wetty, her bitches with it
A snake is on the slippers if the snake ever get near me
Please tell me I got you, that's all for intuition
She tell me I got you, I trust her intuition
And I promise to God I follow her intuition so
I tell her I got her with Prada, intuition, hold up
Can you be someone, I can hide my fears with
And if they got us on the run, we could still chase our dreams
Black Bonnie, yeah, yeah, do I see my black Bonnie? Yeah
My black, Bonnie, Bonnie, yeah
Bonnie, talk to me
I, talk to you different, but never extra
She like the fact I get aggressive but I'm not possessive
Bad but she modest, na, staying honest
Black Bonnie Parker, black Bonnie, right
Cash had the stash but she never snatch a quarter
'Cause loyalty is errything and errything before it
The world never love me 'cause girls only lust
But you a woman, I got the will to show me to trust
Bang, I'm woke, shawty, I'm growin' and maturin'
Of course we not bank robbers, they hate us 'cause we color
Really should leave the city, really would if you with it
Really could never get lost, I follow what you feelin', yeah
She tell me I got you, I got this intuition
And I tell her my body count ain't nobody business
And I promise to God I follow her intuition and
Graduated from Prada, now Bonnie got the wisdom, black queen shit
Can you be someone, I can hide my fears with
And if they got us on the run, we could still chase our dreams
I just need someone (I just need), I can hide my fears, baby
And if they got us on the run, we could still chase our dreams
Black Bonnie, yeah, yeah, I see, do I see my black Bonnie? Yeah, I see
Do I see my black Bonnie?
Look, shawty, I know we not felons but I definitely see you as my best friend, confident and co-defender
(Do I see my black Bonnie?)
Before that, you deserve every word of this
(I see)
Real life sentence
Forever my ride or die
Never high, love cloud
'Til next time
And don't get offended
Ayo, we good?
Let me know when that drop
Yeah, louder
(Hol' up)
Talk to me different, let's come up together
F*ck yo ex nigga if you f*ck me better
Let's go to Neiman's, let's go to Lenox
Spend a whole check and run a play to get the next one
Let's create the vibe, let's not take our time
Let's spray paint the Trump Towers, letters, U and I
It's you and I 'til it's suicide
Or 'til the cracker pull us over, ain't no one around, bang
We woke, shawty, protest the party
I know you love nostalgia, I got you Barney's
Get it, my bitch wetty, her bitches with it
A snake is on the slippers if the snake ever get near me
Please tell me I got you, that's all for intuition
She tell me I got you, I trust her intuition
And I promise to God I follow her intuition so
I tell her I got her with Prada, intuition, hold up
Can you be someone, I can hide my fears with
And if they got us on the run, we could still chase our dreams
Black Bonnie, yeah, yeah, do I see my black Bonnie? Yeah
My black, Bonnie, Bonnie, yeah
Bonnie, talk to me
I, talk to you different, but never extra
She like the fact I get aggressive but I'm not possessive
Bad but she modest, na, staying honest
Black Bonnie Parker, black Bonnie, right
Cash had the stash but she never snatch a quarter
'Cause loyalty is errything and errything before it
The world never love me 'cause girls only lust
But you a woman, I got the will to show me to trust
Bang, I'm woke, shawty, I'm growin' and maturin'
Of course we not bank robbers, they hate us 'cause we color
Really should leave the city, really would if you with it
Really could never get lost, I follow what you feelin', yeah
She tell me I got you, I got this intuition
And I tell her my body count ain't nobody business
And I promise to God I follow her intuition and
Graduated from Prada, now Bonnie got the wisdom, black queen shit
Can you be someone, I can hide my fears with
And if they got us on the run, we could still chase our dreams
I just need someone (I just need), I can hide my fears, baby
And if they got us on the run, we could still chase our dreams
Black Bonnie, yeah, yeah, I see, do I see my black Bonnie? Yeah, I see
Do I see my black Bonnie?
Look, shawty, I know we not felons but I definitely see you as my best friend, confident and co-defender
(Do I see my black Bonnie?)
Before that, you deserve every word of this
(I see)
Real life sentence
Forever my ride or die
Never high, love cloud
'Til next time
Writer: Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Rodriguez Jacquees Broadnax
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, The Administration MP, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, PFIVE Entertainment Mexico, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, The Administration MP, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, PFIVE Entertainment Mexico, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Poledancer
Work, work, work, yuh
Work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Workout, workout
I broke up with her, it ain't work out, work out
Oh look, my new work like to workout, workout
She in the mirror tryna workout, like work out
Look, look, look, look, look, look
Poledancer, pole, yeah (pole)
Look, look, look, look
Poledancer, poledancer, pole (pole)
Look, look, look, look, look, look, look
Wassup? Wassup?
Girl I don't need you, I just want you, want you
She said I need to tell you something, boy look
!Boy, I'm a freak, but I'm a woman, hol' up!
She used to be my favorite cheerleader, I ain't mad, I ain't mad
'Cause she' a paralegal with a bag, with a bag (Stunt)
Says Chanel on her purse, she ain't playing with these hoes
I'm inhaling my blunt, she keep playing on the pole
What you knew? What you know? Girl, you got a body
Private show, she gon' show after 9-5
I just wanna lay you up, I just wanna lay some pipe
She get paid for Fashion Nova, so she need that stomach tight
F*cking right
Poledancer, her DM's full of you niggas who got no chances
My DM's full of you bitches and some broke rappers
Hold that, I digress
Pitch two birds with just one pitch
She need D and can't find gym
I told her workout, workout
I broke up with her, it ain't work out, work out
Oh look, my new work like to workout workout
She in the mirror tryna workout, work out
Look, look, look, look, look, look
Poledancer, pole, pole (That's right, workout)
Look, look, look, look
Poledancer, poledancer, poledancer (workout, workout, Stallion)
He said, "I heard all of the best things in life come to you for free"
I say "Baby, I know you ain't never met no bitch like me"
He said, "I heard you 'bout yo' money, I ain't think you was a freak"
I invited all these bitches and they popping it for me
Oww, work out, pull up, workout
I took his money, then I burnt that, ayy skrrt out
F*cking with me, you gon' get turnt out, yeah, worked out
Now, bend it over, blow yo' back out, make him tap out
Bow bow bow (shake that, shake that)
Loving my pimping, he made me his lady
I'm driving a Porsche with a bitch named Mercedes
All of these niggas be begging for pussy
Ain't giving it to 'em and making 'em pay me
I'ma finesse him, and I'ma romance him
He got in this pussy and shook like a dancer
I need a boo with a real big ole' rooster
To come to the coupe and then ruffle my feathers
Workout, workout
I took his money, then I burnt that, ayy skrrt out
F*cking with me, you gon' get turnt out, ayy, worked out
Now, bend it over, blow yo' back out, make him tap out
Look, look, look, look, look, look
Poledancer, pole, pole (that's right, workout)
Look, look, look, look
Poledancer, poledancer, poledancer (workout, workout)
Work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work
Workout, workout
I broke up with her, it ain't work out, work out
Oh look, my new work like to workout, workout
She in the mirror tryna workout, like work out
Look, look, look, look, look, look
Poledancer, pole, yeah (pole)
Look, look, look, look
Poledancer, poledancer, pole (pole)
Look, look, look, look, look, look, look
Wassup? Wassup?
Girl I don't need you, I just want you, want you
She said I need to tell you something, boy look
!Boy, I'm a freak, but I'm a woman, hol' up!
She used to be my favorite cheerleader, I ain't mad, I ain't mad
'Cause she' a paralegal with a bag, with a bag (Stunt)
Says Chanel on her purse, she ain't playing with these hoes
I'm inhaling my blunt, she keep playing on the pole
What you knew? What you know? Girl, you got a body
Private show, she gon' show after 9-5
I just wanna lay you up, I just wanna lay some pipe
She get paid for Fashion Nova, so she need that stomach tight
F*cking right
Poledancer, her DM's full of you niggas who got no chances
My DM's full of you bitches and some broke rappers
Hold that, I digress
Pitch two birds with just one pitch
She need D and can't find gym
I told her workout, workout
I broke up with her, it ain't work out, work out
Oh look, my new work like to workout workout
She in the mirror tryna workout, work out
Look, look, look, look, look, look
Poledancer, pole, pole (That's right, workout)
Look, look, look, look
Poledancer, poledancer, poledancer (workout, workout, Stallion)
He said, "I heard all of the best things in life come to you for free"
I say "Baby, I know you ain't never met no bitch like me"
He said, "I heard you 'bout yo' money, I ain't think you was a freak"
I invited all these bitches and they popping it for me
Oww, work out, pull up, workout
I took his money, then I burnt that, ayy skrrt out
F*cking with me, you gon' get turnt out, yeah, worked out
Now, bend it over, blow yo' back out, make him tap out
Bow bow bow (shake that, shake that)
Loving my pimping, he made me his lady
I'm driving a Porsche with a bitch named Mercedes
All of these niggas be begging for pussy
Ain't giving it to 'em and making 'em pay me
I'ma finesse him, and I'ma romance him
He got in this pussy and shook like a dancer
I need a boo with a real big ole' rooster
To come to the coupe and then ruffle my feathers
Workout, workout
I took his money, then I burnt that, ayy skrrt out
F*cking with me, you gon' get turnt out, ayy, worked out
Now, bend it over, blow yo' back out, make him tap out
Look, look, look, look, look, look
Poledancer, pole, pole (that's right, workout)
Look, look, look, look
Poledancer, poledancer, poledancer (workout, workout)
Writer: Justin Garner, Megan J Pete, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wow... That's Crazy is the sixth studio album by American rapper Wale. It was released on October 11, 2019, by Every Blue Moon, Maybach Music Group and Warner Records. The production on the album was handled by multiple producers including: Hit-Boy, OZ, Ayo & Keyz, The Arcade and Bizness Boi among others. The album also features guest appearance by Meek Mill, Rick Ross, Bryson Tiller, Ari Lennox, Boogie, 6lack, Lil Durk, and more.
Wow... That's Crazy was supported by five singles: "On Chill", "BGM", "Love & Loyalty", "Love... (Her Fault)" and "Sue Me". The album received generally positive reviews from music critics and was a moderate commercial success. It debuted at number seven on the US Billboard 200 with 38,000 album-equivalent units in its first week. The album was certified gold by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) in November 2021.
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WaleWow... That's Crazy was supported by five singles: "On Chill", "BGM", "Love & Loyalty", "Love... (Her Fault)" and "Sue Me". The album received generally positive reviews from music critics and was a moderate commercial success. It debuted at number seven on the US Billboard 200 with 38,000 album-equivalent units in its first week. The album was certified gold by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) in November 2021.
Genre(s): Hip hop
Length: 53:42
Released: October 11th, 2019
Year: 2019