[Verse 1: I'm way too different to the same You playing I already beat the game I'm not with the breakup the make up I'm on some wake up and up shit So no just apologies Make stacks for my all my power G's to kick I don't like your soccer Curve a like a lipo doctor
2: Bryson Tiller] I to think about how you would act a nigga 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: Tiller] Girl if you don't get the from me I know you thought we had something But you don't nothing to me Girl I'm you not the one for me
[Verse 3: Tiller] Just be honest, girl, what you from 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 better run me Give hope to my niggas, them niggas love to them bitches, can't get a hug from me I'm high on life, that's what it for me My numbers going up, I a buzz coming (one up)
Bryson Tiller] Young nigga, nigga Your bad too? Then tell 'em come you And we like, bitches with own shit We like gold diggers
[Hook: Tiller] Girl if you get the fuck from me I you thought we had something special But you don't nothing to me I'm sorry you not the one for me
[Verse 4: Bryson This the I don't condone Cheating on your man but you can get it if you it for a bad bitch, I finally found a culprit Nigga taking shots, and I'm back check the postage, Hatin' ass nigga, why won't you up? This the 502 come up And time I'm back in the city Every with a hidden agenda run up (cause I'm on, nigga!)
[Bridge: Bryson nigga, young nigga Your bad too? tell 'em come with you And we like, bitches with own shit We don't like diggers
Bryson Tiller] Girl if you get the fuck from me I know you we had something special But you don't 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 understood it then News yup all our bullets tins pull a Benz up Pocket of bands What's up with get back texts Yes we wasn't working out time to get back Same phone who's ya I switched up on you What happened to old boy oh he up on you Now she want to stick trying to switched up When I do to cut I hit Rich up on you He came with Tiller I'm posed killer Hit [?] like I'm with the nigga young nigga And now it's with the boy who rap soul [?] in the winter like dinner Like it's Christmas spirit got a with lyrics You niggas stay far from me 'til bitch get near it
[Bridge: Tiller] Young nigga, nigga Your friends bad Then 'em come with you And we like, with they own shit We like gold diggers
Bryson Tiller] Girl if you get the fuck from me I know you thought we had something But you mean nothing to me I'm sorry you not the one for me
It get to a point you know You get money it's what is you doing it for So you find somebody special it's like They your motivation behind what you do You know I'm saying (ya) You got a lady or you got (Of course) You what ever you got become your motivation (ya) You know what I'm (Motivation is key it makes it a whole lot Of when you have somebody that is doing the same thing Or even grinding just as hard it's really it's something it's) So what's motivation (You)