[Verse 1: I'm way too different to treat the You still playing I already beat the I'm not with the breakup the make up I'm on wake up and cake up shit So no just apologies Make stacks for my niggas all my G's Tryna to kick I don't like soccer Curve a chick a lipo doctor
2: Bryson Tiller] I to think about how you would act a nigga 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 if you don't get the fuck 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
[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 niggas get one up on me I go by God-Tiller, you better run me hope to my niggas, them niggas love money 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 coming (one up)
Bryson Tiller] Young nigga, young friends bad too? Then tell 'em with you And we like, bitches with own shit We don't gold diggers
Bryson Tiller] Girl if you get the fuck from me I know you thought we had something 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 the postage, yeah ass nigga, why won't you shut up? This the motherfuckin' 502 up And every I'm back in the city Every with a hidden agenda run up (cause I'm on, nigga!)
Bryson Tiller] Young nigga, nigga Your friends bad Then 'em come with you And we like, with they own shit We don't gold diggers
[Hook: Bryson 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
[Verse 5: Look, you could've and you been You get it now but you understood it then News bulletin yup all our bullets pull a Benz up Pocket full of What's up with get back texts Yes we wasn't out time to get back flexing 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 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 young young nigga And now it's with the boy who rap soul [?] in the winter like dinner Like it's Christmas spirit got a gift with You niggas stay far from me your bitch get near it
[Bridge: Bryson nigga, young nigga Your friends bad Then tell 'em come you And we like, with they own shit We don't like gold
[Hook: Bryson if you don't 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
It get to a that you know You get money like what is you doing it for So you find somebody special it's like They become motivation behind what you do You know what I'm (ya) You got a lady or you got (Of course) You know ever you got That become your (ya) You know what I'm (Motivation is key it makes it a lot easier Of course when you have that is doing the same thing Or even just grinding just as hard it's really it's it's) So what's motivation (You)