[Verse 1: I'm way too to treat the same You still playing I already beat the I'm not with the breakup the up shit I'm on wake up and cake up shit So no apologies just Make stacks for my all my power G's Tryna to kick I don't your soccer Curve a chick like a doctor
[Verse 2: 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 love to me
[Hook: Tiller] if you don't get the fuck from me I know you thought we had special But you don't mean to me Girl I'm you not the one for me
[Verse 3: Bryson Just be honest, girl, what you want me? This ain't new, keep it so 100 I let none of these niggas get one up on me I go by God-Tiller, you better run me Give hope to my niggas, them love money Adios to them bitches, get a hug from me I'm high on life, that's it does for me My numbers going up, I feel a buzz (one up)
[Bridge: Tiller] nigga, young nigga Your friends bad Then 'em come with you And we like, with they own shit We don't like gold
Bryson Tiller] Girl if you get the fuck from me I you thought we had something special But you mean nothing to me Girl I'm you not the one for me
[Verse 4: Bryson the shit 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 shots, and I'm back check the postage, yeah Hatin' ass nigga, why you shut up? the motherfuckin' 502 come up And every time I'm back in the bitch with a hidden agenda run up (cause I'm on, nigga!)
[Bridge: Bryson nigga, young nigga Your friends bad tell 'em come with you And we like, bitches with they own 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 mean to me I'm sorry you not the one for me
[Verse 5: Look, you and you would've been You get it now but you understood it then News bulletin yup all our tins I'mma a Benz up Pocket full of What's up with them get texts Yes we wasn't working out time to get flexing Same phone who's ya I switched up on you happened to old boy oh he bitched up on you Now she to ride stick trying to switched up When I do want to cut I hit up on you He came through Tiller I'm with killer Hit [?] I'm with the young nigga young nigga And now it's with the boy who rap soul [?] in the winter like Thanksgiving Like it's Christmas spirit got a gift lyrics You niggas stay far from me your bitch get near it
[Bridge: Bryson Young nigga, young Your friends bad Then 'em come with you And we like, bitches with they own We don't gold diggers
[Hook: Tiller] Girl if you don't get the from me I know you we had something special But you don't mean to me Girl I'm you not the one for me
It get to a that you know You get money it's like what is you it for So when you find somebody special it's They become motivation behind what you do You what I'm saying (ya) You got a lady or you got (Of course) You know what you got That your motivation (ya) You know I'm saying (Motivation is key it makes it a whole lot Of course when you have somebody that is the same thing Or even just just as hard it's really it's something it's) So your motivation (You)