Who are you
What you mean I need you bad bae, I ain't desperate
My side bitch act like she my mane, gotta keep em separate
You can't get let in on the game, gotta keep the leverage
Bae I know you need me there right now but back at me in a second
Had to catch my breath, nah, I done seen this road before
Had to take a left, thought you was callin' on my phone
It was someone else, nah, I done left my heart alone
Put it on the shelf, no matter how I started
Find a way to end it, but you know how I'm
Have to say I'm finished, I'm sorry, pouring up red like carti, I'm talkin', I'm like bae quit talkin
I made the money come right to me, you gon' think it's walkin
She f*ck the team because we made it, all my niggas startin
Ain't hard to block you out my mind, you never been important
Now my name Ring bells , remember when them niggas hated
And now they can't say shit because they like to basic
Now I know they sad, they like lil hell up, damn, we should've waited
Was moving'? Bows and Quagen, now they say I'm famous
So I ride my work all in my trunk and I ain't filin' papers
Mixin' purple with the yellow, feelin' like a Laker
Creep up on you in the dark, you're like the Undertaker
You don't know how long I waited just to call you baby
Got you a watch the other day, it's startin' to feel outdated
I smoke a three five to the face, I'm feelin' elevated
This for the ones who said we can't because we finally made it
Damn, congratulations
Damn, congratulations
Ysl Rel - Congratulations Lyrics
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Who are you
What you mean I need you bad bae, I ain't desperate
My side bitch act like she my mane, gotta keep em separate
You can't get let in on the game, gotta keep the leverage
Bae I know you need me there right now but back at me in a second
Had to catch my breath, nah, I done seen this road before
Had to take a left, thought you was callin' on my phone
It was someone else, nah, I done left my heart alone
Put it on the shelf, no matter how I started
Find a way to end it, but you know how I'm
Have to say I'm finished, I'm sorry, pouring up red like carti, I'm talkin', I'm like bae quit talkin
I made the money come right to me, you gon' think it's walkin
She f*ck the team because we made it, all my niggas startin
Ain't hard to block you out my mind, you never been important
Now my name Ring bells , remember when them niggas hated
And now they can't say shit because they like to basic
Now I know they sad, they like lil hell up, damn, we should've waited
Was moving'? Bows and Quagen, now they say I'm famous
So I ride my work all in my trunk and I ain't filin' papers
Mixin' purple with the yellow, feelin' like a Laker
Creep up on you in the dark, you're like the Undertaker
You don't know how long I waited just to call you baby
Got you a watch the other day, it's startin' to feel outdated
I smoke a three five to the face, I'm feelin' elevated
This for the ones who said we can't because we finally made it
Damn, congratulations
Damn, congratulations
What you mean I need you bad bae, I ain't desperate
My side bitch act like she my mane, gotta keep em separate
You can't get let in on the game, gotta keep the leverage
Bae I know you need me there right now but back at me in a second
Had to catch my breath, nah, I done seen this road before
Had to take a left, thought you was callin' on my phone
It was someone else, nah, I done left my heart alone
Put it on the shelf, no matter how I started
Find a way to end it, but you know how I'm
Have to say I'm finished, I'm sorry, pouring up red like carti, I'm talkin', I'm like bae quit talkin
I made the money come right to me, you gon' think it's walkin
She f*ck the team because we made it, all my niggas startin
Ain't hard to block you out my mind, you never been important
Now my name Ring bells , remember when them niggas hated
And now they can't say shit because they like to basic
Now I know they sad, they like lil hell up, damn, we should've waited
Was moving'? Bows and Quagen, now they say I'm famous
So I ride my work all in my trunk and I ain't filin' papers
Mixin' purple with the yellow, feelin' like a Laker
Creep up on you in the dark, you're like the Undertaker
You don't know how long I waited just to call you baby
Got you a watch the other day, it's startin' to feel outdated
I smoke a three five to the face, I'm feelin' elevated
This for the ones who said we can't because we finally made it
Damn, congratulations
Damn, congratulations
Writer: Terrel Simpson
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