[Verse 1: I'm way too to treat the same You still playing I beat the game I'm not with the breakup the make up I'm on some wake up and cake up So no just 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 about how you act When a got money Now you switched up on me Now you say "what's up?" to me Okay so now you wanna make to me
[Hook: Bryson Girl if you 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
[Verse 3: Bryson Just be honest, girl, what you want me? ain't nothing new, keep it so 100 I can't let none of these get one up on me I go by God-Tiller, you run from me Give hope to my niggas, them niggas love Adios to them bitches, get a hug from me I'm on life, that's what it does for me My numbers going up, I feel a buzz (one up)
Bryson Tiller] Young nigga, nigga Your bad too? Then tell 'em with you And we like, bitches with own shit We don't like diggers
[Hook: Bryson Girl if you get the fuck from me I you thought we had something special But you don't mean to me I'm sorry you not the one for me
[Verse 4: Bryson This the shit I don't on your man but you can get it if you want it Looking for a bad bitch, I found a culprit Nigga taking shots, and I'm back check the postage, ass nigga, why won't you shut up? This the 502 come up And every time I'm back in the Every bitch with a hidden run up (cause I'm on, nigga!)
[Bridge: Tiller] Young nigga, nigga Your friends bad Then tell 'em with you And we like, with they own shit We don't gold diggers
[Hook: Tiller] if you don't get the fuck from me I you thought we had something special But you don't mean to me Girl I'm you not the one for me
5: Fabolous] Look, you could've and you would've You get it now but you never it then News bulletin yup all our tins I'mma pull a up full of bands What's up them get back texts Yes we wasn't working out time to get back Same phone who's ya I switched up on you happened to old boy oh he bitched 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 through Tiller I'm with killer Hit [?] like I'm with the nigga young nigga And now it's trapsoul with the boy who rap [?] in the like Thanksgiving dinner Like it's spirit got a gift with lyrics You niggas far from me 'til your bitch get near it
[Bridge: Tiller] Young nigga, young Your bad too? Then tell 'em with you And we like, with they own shit We don't like gold
Bryson Tiller] Girl if you don't get the from me I know you we had something special But you don't nothing to me I'm sorry you not the one for me
It get to a point you know You get money like what is you doing it for So when you find somebody special it's They become your motivation what you do You know I'm saying (ya) You got a lady or you got (Of course) You know ever you got become your motivation (ya) You know I'm saying (Motivation is key it it a whole lot easier Of when you have somebody that is doing the same thing Or even just grinding just as hard it's really it's it's) So what's your (You)