[Verse 1: I'm way too different to the same You playing I already beat the game I'm not with the the make up shit I'm on wake up and cake up shit So no apologies apologies Make stacks for my all my power G's Tryna to kick I don't like your a chick like a lipo doctor
[Verse 2: Bryson I used to think how you would act When a got money Now you done up on me Now you say "what's up?" to me Okay so now you wanna make to me
[Hook: Bryson Girl if you don't get the from me I you thought we had something special But you don't nothing to me Girl I'm you not the one for me
[Verse 3: Bryson be honest, girl, what you want from me? This ain't new, keep it so 100 I can't let of these niggas get one up on me I go by God-Tiller, you better run me Give hope to my niggas, them niggas money Adios to them bitches, get a hug from me I'm high on life, what it does for me My numbers up, I feel a buzz coming (one up)
[Bridge: Tiller] Young nigga, young friends bad too? Then tell 'em come you And we like, bitches they own shit We don't like diggers
[Hook: Bryson Girl if you don't get the from me I you thought we had something special But you don't nothing to me Girl I'm you not the one for me
[Verse 4: Bryson This the shit I don't Cheating on your man but you can get it if you it Looking for a bad bitch, I finally found a taking shots, and I'm back check the postage, yeah Hatin' ass nigga, why won't you up? This the 502 come up And every I'm back in the city Every bitch with a hidden run up (cause I'm on, nigga!)
Bryson Tiller] Young nigga, young Your friends bad Then 'em come with you And we like, bitches they own shit We don't like diggers
Bryson Tiller] Girl if you don't get the from me I know you thought we had special But you mean nothing to me Girl I'm you not the one for me
[Verse 5: Look, you could've and you been You get it now but you never understood it bulletin yup all our bullets tins I'mma a Benz up Pocket full of What's up them get back texts Yes we wasn't working out time to get back phone who's this ya I switched up on you What happened to old boy oh he up on you Now she want to ride stick trying to up When I do to cut I hit Rich up on you He came with Tiller I'm posed with Hit [?] like I'm with the young nigga young And now it's with the boy who rap soul [?] in the winter Thanksgiving dinner Like Christmas spirit got a gift with lyrics You niggas far from me 'til your bitch get near it
[Bridge: Tiller] Young nigga, nigga friends bad too? Then tell 'em with you And we like, bitches they own shit We don't gold diggers
[Hook: Tiller] if you don't get the fuck from me I know you we had something special But you don't mean to me I'm sorry you not the one for me
It get to a that you know You get it's like what is you doing it for So when you find special it's like They your motivation behind what you do You know what I'm (ya) You got a or you got kids (Of course) You what ever you got That become motivation (ya) You know I'm saying (Motivation is key it makes it a lot easier Of course when you have somebody that is doing the thing Or even grinding just as hard it's really it's something it's) So your motivation (You)