[Verse 1: I'm way too to treat the same You still 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 apologies apologies stacks for my niggas all my power G's Tryna to kick I like your soccer a chick like a lipo doctor
[Verse 2: Bryson I used to think about how you act When a nigga got Now you done up on me Now you say "what's up?" to me Okay so now you wanna love to me
Bryson Tiller] Girl if you get the fuck from me I know you thought we had something But you mean nothing to me Girl I'm you not the one for me
3: Bryson Tiller] 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 hope to my niggas, them niggas love money Adios to them bitches, can't get a hug me I'm on life, that's what it does for me My numbers going up, I feel a coming (one up)
[Bridge: Tiller] Young nigga, young Your bad too? Then 'em come with you And we like, bitches 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 Girl I'm you not the one for me
[Verse 4: Tiller] This the I don't condone Cheating on your man but you can get it if you it Looking for a bad bitch, I finally found a Nigga taking shots, and I'm check the postage, yeah 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 agenda run up (cause I'm on, nigga!)
Bryson Tiller] Young nigga, young Your friends bad Then tell 'em come you And we like, bitches with they own We don't gold diggers
[Hook: Bryson if you don't get the fuck 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
5: Fabolous] Look, you and you would've been You get it now but you never it then News bulletin yup all our tins pull a Benz up Pocket of bands What's up them get back texts Yes we wasn't working out time to get flexing Same phone this ya I switched up on you What to old boy oh he bitched up on you Now she to ride stick trying to switched up I do want to cut I hit Rich up on you He came through with I'm posed with Hit [?] like I'm with the nigga young nigga And now it's trapsoul the boy who rap soul [?] in the winter like Thanksgiving it's Christmas spirit got a gift with lyrics You niggas stay far from me 'til your bitch get it
[Bridge: Bryson Young nigga, nigga friends bad too? Then tell 'em come you And we like, bitches with they own We don't like gold
[Hook: Tiller] Girl if you get the fuck from me I know you thought we had 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 it's like is you doing it for So when you find somebody it's like They become your behind what you do You know I'm saying (ya) You got a or you got kids (Of course) You know ever you got That become your (ya) You know I'm saying (Motivation is key it it a whole lot easier Of course when you have somebody that is the same thing Or even grinding just as hard it's really it's something it's) So what's motivation (You)