[Verse 1: I'm way too to treat the same You still playing I already beat the I'm not with the the make up shit 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 chick a lipo doctor
2: Bryson Tiller] I used to think about how you act a nigga got money Now you switched up on me Now you say "what's up?" to me Okay so now you make love to me
Bryson Tiller] Girl if you don't get the fuck me I know you thought we had special But you don't nothing to me I'm sorry you not the one for me
[Verse 3: Bryson Just be honest, girl, you want from 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 hope to my niggas, them niggas love money Adios to them bitches, can't get a hug me I'm high on life, what it does for me My numbers up, I feel a buzz coming (one up)
[Bridge: Tiller] Young nigga, nigga Your bad too? Then 'em come with you And we like, with they own shit We don't gold diggers
[Hook: Tiller] Girl if you don't get the fuck me I you thought we had something special But you don't mean to me Girl I'm you not the one for me
[Verse 4: Bryson This the I don't condone on your man but you can get it if you want it Looking for a bad bitch, I finally found a Nigga shots, and I'm back check 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!)
[Bridge: Bryson Young nigga, young friends bad too? Then 'em come with you And we like, bitches with own shit We don't like gold
[Hook: Bryson Girl if you don't get the 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
[Verse 5: Look, you and you would've been 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 with them get back Yes we wasn't working out to get back flexing Same phone who's ya I switched up on you What to old boy oh he bitched up on you Now she want to ride trying to switched up I do want to cut I hit Rich up on you He through with Tiller I'm with killer Hit [?] like I'm with the young nigga young And now trapsoul with the boy who rap soul [?] in the like Thanksgiving dinner Like it's Christmas spirit got a gift with You niggas far from me 'til your bitch get near it
[Bridge: Bryson nigga, young nigga Your bad too? Then tell 'em with you And we like, bitches they own shit We don't gold diggers
[Hook: 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 become motivation behind what you do You know what I'm (ya) You got a or you got kids (Of course) You know what you got That become your (ya) You what I'm saying (Motivation is key it makes it a whole lot Of course when you have that is doing the same thing Or even just grinding as hard it's really it's something it's) So what's motivation (You)