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I doubt you’ve failed to see
I’m out of my mind, yeah
It’s for the sake of Christ
That I’m this way
Every since I gave Jesus all I have
I just can’t keep this fire I’ve got inside

Well you may think it’s a bad thing
You say "Chill out you’re just a little high-strung"
But the way I see it if I’m only seeking God’s approval
Your disapproval won’t bother me at all

Cuz I’m out of my mind, yeah (x3)
And I’m into the mind of Christ

I refuse to conform any longer
To the pattern of this world I’m living in
I’m not a good little churchmouse boy any longer
From now on, man, I’m a man of God

Laugh at me, dis on me
God warned me such things would come
Disown me, ridicule me
I don’t live my life for you
Cuz you never died for me

[Verse 1]
Oh they didn’t know
Young brudda from the East
Vibe with a nigga please
Let me give you what you need
Listen to your heart
Don’t you listen to your [?]
Leave ’em behind
I’ve been tryin’ to live my dream
I’ve been, I’ve been, nightmares in the nighttime
That baby really looking like she’s my type
Red wine, sipping give me fine wines
But that little time, would you ’cause you know I
Need a queen in my life
And it seems like the time in this right light
Give me some of dat
Right, baby bring it back
Mind, body with your soul
Time, moving hella slow
In a presence of your own
Yeah, just had to tell you so you know
Yeah, came from the struggle with my bros
Yeah, earn [?] that you owe
Yeah, ’cause every single minute is the…

[Bridge]
In the morning, put the thing on, this is a brand new dig
I’m sure you love it, ’cause I ain’t ever found no love like this
In the morning, put the thing on, this is a brand new dig
I’m sure you love it, ’cause I ain’t ever found no love like this

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna waste
I don’t wanna waste
Waste no time, I be on the way
I don’t wanna waste
I don’t wanna waste
Waste no time, so bring it all in
I don’t wanna waste
I don’t wanna waste
Waste no time, I be on the way
I don’t wanna waste
I don’t wanna waste
Waste no time, so bring it all in

[Verse 2]
I need [?] your guidance for more liquor
I need you in my life, I ignore niggas
I, try figure it out but it’s all different
I, never knew how to love because I know no different
Yeah I know, Yeah I know, Yeah I know
Ay, that I gotta give
I gotta love, and I gotta live
And it’s time I resist in an eyeful of shit
In a place I reside
Kinda hard living but we all getting by
Look into my eyes, I be tryna find it
Know it takes time, gotta put the time in
Okay, I put the time in
Open up my heart so I can find it
Let me show you love, let me show you what I give
Something what you want, or what you needed
Ay, this ain’t what you want, only what you needed

[Bridge]
In the morning, put the thing on, this is a brand new dig
I’m sure you love it, ’cause I ain’t ever found no love like this
In the morning, put the thing on, this is a brand new dig
I’m sure you love it, ’cause I ain’t ever found no love like this

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna waste
I don’t wanna waste
Waste no time, I be on the way
I don’t wanna waste
I don’t wanna waste
Waste no time, so bring it all in
I don’t wanna waste
I don’t wanna waste
Waste no time, I be on the way
I don’t wanna waste
I don’t wanna waste
Waste no time, so bring it all in
In the morning, put the thing on, this is a brand new dig
I’m sure you love it, ’cause I ain’t ever found no love like this
In the morning, put the thing on, this is a brand new dig
I’m sure you love it, ’cause I ain’t ever found no love like this

[Intro: Eric Bellinger]
Aw yeah, oh
Player shit only, yeah, yeah, yeah
This gon’ be your favorite song
(Hol’ up, hol’ up)

[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
I’ma have to call you
You might have to fall through, yeah
I might just need all of you
Can you give me all you? Yeah
Baby, I’m the one for you, yeah
All I got is love for you
I might put my tongue on you
I wanna eat some of you, yeah

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger]
Said I ain’t nothin’ like yo ex nigga, yeah
Uplift and bench-press, nigga, yeah
Said, I’m a young, rich, blessed, nigga, yeah
I’m a famous like Dex nigga, yeah
She said I remind her of her ex-nigga, yeah
Said, boy you only want the sex, nigga, yeah
But I’ma call, not text nigga
I’ma put you in a ring and white dress nigga, yeah
I ain’t your ex-nigga, ex-nigga, ex-nigga, yeah
I love my other hoes, they pressed, nigga
Ex-nigga, I ain’t you ex-nigga, yeah
Said, I ain’t nothin’ like your ex-nigga
Ain’t your ex, your, ain’t your ex, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ain’t your ex, oh, ain’t your ex (It’s Eazy)

[Verse 2: Mila J]
Mila to the rescue (Mila, Mila)
I’m about my checks too (Hold up, Mila)
I’m a goddess so I can bless you (Bless you)
If you’re lucky, I might sex you
First, I gotta know, boy, what that head do? (Oh yeah)
I’ma send a pic to test you (Oh yeah)
I know, I impress you (Oh yeah)
So shoot that PJ, need my leg room
Baby, I ain’t nothing like your ex-bitch (Ain’t your ex)
Let’s get this shit established (Ain’t your ex)
Hella fatter that a bad bitch (Ain’t your ex)
Plus, my booty real, come grab it

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger & (Mila J)]
Girl, I ain’t nothin’ like yo ex nigga, oh no no
Uplift and bench-press, nigga, yeah
Said, I’m a young, rich, blessed, nigga
I’ma put you in a ring and white dress nigga
I’ma put you in a ring and white dress nigga
I ain’t your ex-nigga (ex), ex-nigga (ex), ex-nigga
Yeah (ex)
I love my other hoes, they pressed, nigga, yeah (ooh, ex)
Ex-nigga (ex), I ain’t you ex-nigga
Said, I ain’t nothin’ like your ex-nigga

[Verse 3: Tink]
I got this message for my next love
Hope you ain’t as messy as my ex was
Words don’t mean a thing, words don’t mean a thing
You gon’ break my heart, then tell me I changed
Like my ex-nigga
I always swear, I’m freaking on the next nigga
Don’t be like my ex, nigga
I’m gon’ leave you lonely for a day
What you tryna say?
‘Cause words don’t mean a thing
Fuck a car, baby, pull up (Pull up, pull up, pull up)
Right now, right now, yeah
I just wanna roll with you
[??] before the [??]
You know what he put me through

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger & (Mila J)]
Girl, I ain’t nothin’ like yo ex nigga, oh no no no
Uplift and bench-press, nigga, yeah
(I’ma young) Said, I’m a young, rich, blessed, nigga
I’ma put you in a ring and white dress nigga, yeah
I ain’t your ex-nigga (ex), ex-nigga (ex), ex-nigga (ex)
I love my other hoes, they pressed, nigga (ooh, ex)
Ex-nigga(ex), I ain’t you ex-nigga
Said, I ain’t nothin’ like your ex-nigga
Ain’t your ex, your, ain’t your ex
Ain’t your ex, ain’t your ex (I ain’t nothing like your ex-nigga)
I ain’t your ex nigga
Ain’t your ex

[Outro: Eric Bellinger]
Ooh, yeah, Mila, Mila, Mila
Shoutout Tink
She did her thing
And you know me (It’s Eazy)
It’s all Easy
It’s too easy, way too easy
And I ain’t nothing like your ex-nigga
It’s all Easy
It’s too easy, way too easy
So take my number, that’s a Eazy Call
Haven’t seen you in a while

[A Boogie With Da Hoodie:]
Best friend
You was like my best friend
You was like my best friend
We used to be best friends until we started sexin’
What’s next girl, ’cause it’s up to you
Can we be best friends after what just happened
It’s a bad thing, but it feels so good
Let me beat it up like yeah, yeah

We used to be best friends ’til we started sexin’
What’s next girl, ’cause it’s up to you
Can we be best friends after what just happened
It’s a bad thing, but it feels so good
You was like my best friend, you was like my best friend
Yeah my best friend, girl what’s up with you
You was like my best friend, my best friend
Even though we’re sexin’, let’s be best friends too

I got rich and cut off all my exes
They like, "Boy grow up," I’m adolescent
Feds pulled up on you askin’ questions
Fuck around and took some of my best friends, yeah yeah
I’m too fuckin’ poppin’ for a Westin
I can’t tell nobody where I’m stayin’
I get on my fly shit outta patron
I smell like the money, it’s my fragrance, yeah yeah
Now I got a house inside my basement, yeah yeah
Used to trap in houses that was vacant, yeah yeah
I poured up a double cup and faced it (faced it)
If I said I loved you I was fakin’
I wasn’t into you baby
Before I was into you I was a friend to you baby
I hope I remember you baby
You been playin’, sorry if I ain’t feelin’ you lately
But you are so beautiful baby
I’m just sayin’, I don’t know what to do with you baby
Don’t tell me you through with me baby
Understand I don’t want you to be my old lady
But I know you want me to stay
I know you want me to, I know you want to convey
I know I’m one in a million
Look at the ceiling, you ever seen stars in the Wraith
And I can be part of your day
Pardon me, where do you want me to take you today
They want to take me away
Fuck what they say, it’s okay

We used to be best friends ’til we started sexin’
What’s next girl, ’cause it’s up to you
Can we be best friends after what just happened
It’s a bad thing, but it feels so good
You was like my best friend, you was like my best friend
Yeah my best friend, girl what’s up with you
You was like my best friend, my best friend
Even though we’re sexin’, let’s be best friends too

[Tory Lanez:]
While we on the topic, let’s talk about it
You gon’ find somebody better, yeah shawty I doubt it
You knew I was ballin’, you was tryna scout it
You just played the sideline, I was tryna out it
Pulled up in the Audi, I did it proudly
Put them diamonds in my mouthpiece, smokin’ loudly
At this moment she realized she couldn’t live without me
Told her "Hop up in the sky before this shit get cloudy"
Don’t you doubt me
‘Cause I be spendin’ dividends
I been out and switching in to them different Benzes
Got my dollars up and dipped and onto ya friendses
Rollie on me presidential like the president bitch
Only you know I won’t try you, why would I try to
Every city that I fly through I try to fly you
When you look just like the pictures I just can’t deny you
Now let me beat that pussy red like it was bangin’ Piru
Girl you know I want it on you
Fuck around and make me wanna put you in a spiral
[?]
Touchin’ you like I was tryna spin a vinyl
I just slip and slide through, sicker than some swine flu
Yeah, come do it all for me, ’cause I do it all for you
Whenever I need it I’m fallin’ through
When I need to get it I’m callin’ you
Like, "You know you got it"
All of the numerous rumors are probably true
Something I’d probably do, I gotta be honest with you

[A Boogie With Da Hoodie:]
Best friends
What’s next girl, ’cause it’s up to you
Best friends after what just happened
You was like my best friend
My best friend, girl what’s up with you
My best friend, even though we’re sexin’, let’s be best friends too

[Intro: Royce Da 5’9"]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
You ever have a bad bitch try to kick it with you in your Twitter DMs?
I have—been a statistic and demonstrated against
Wicked minds of the twisted bitches challengin’ scrubs
I had a bitch expose me on MediaTakeOut
And after her 15 minutes of fame was up
She hit my phone back apologizin’, askin’, "Can we still fuck?"
Bitch, please, miss me—I’m paid as hell
I got the game locked—arcade’s in jail
I wish my uncle wouldn’t have died, he woulda loved to see this
Find you a nigga who do molly with a buzz and beat it
I’m ’bout to walk up in this restaurant, like the upper echelon
Is you comin’? Guess you not—bitch, I’ll call you
I find it hi-larious when bad-ass bitches try to get your attention
Be lookin’ like fish out of water, it be for no (no) reason
A chick’ll drop a pencil and go, "Oh, (oh) Jesus"
Just to bend down to get this shit to show (show) cleavage
Haha, why can’t y’all just ask a nigga for his number like we do, y’all?
I’ll tell you, women don’t know how to flirt
And the ones who’s bad, they ain’t even gotta work
That’s real shit

[Chorus: Royce Da 5’9" + sample]
I see it all the time, anytime I shine
I’m just acknowledgin’, but I’m not tryna play y’all
This is it (what?) Bad bitches can’t flirt good for shit
This is it (what?) They used to me comin’ out the dick
Real quick (what?) like this is it, (what?)
This is it (what?) Woo! (what?) Woo! (what?) Woo!
Women don’t know how to flirt ("That’s right")

[Interlude: 2 Chainz]
You know how I come in
Talk to ’em, Chainz!

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Okay, came up the street like a ladder—Aladdin
I bust through the hole like McFadden on Madden
A matter of fact, that’s a after effect
If the crime don’t fit, then I’m takin’ it back, now
Fuckin’ on this bitch who wear eye contacts
And I pulled a bitch off of eye contact
And I had the racks since she had a nice rack
Met her at Bergdorf, right by the nice racks
She said, "Should I get a shirt to match with the hat?
Or should I get the shoes that match with the slacks?"
Yeah, said it’s for her man, ain’t gotta be, they comin’
Had a lil’ Uzi on me—DJ Drama
Never trust a bitch, and, yeah—I never will
Okay, sometimes—if she got sex appeal
I meant to say—I like to have sex and take some pills
I meant to say—I like to relax and make a mill’
I meant to say—I like to relax and make a meal
I mean, they both the same thing, but I ain’t talkin’ grill
I ain’t talkin’ dinner, I ain’t talkin’ supper, this the bloodsucker
Met the bitch at FuddRucker off Amityville
She had a man on the real, he had his hand on the steel
Fucked in the Camry still, I shoulda passed on the real
Would have assist with her ass, I got more dimes than a pass
And if I knew you’d do what’s crazy, I wouldn’t of let me smash

[Chorus: Royce Da 5’9" + sample]
I see it all the time, anytime I shine
I’m just acknowledgin’, but I’m not tryna play y’all
This is it (what?) Bad bitches can’t flirt good for shit
This is it (what?) They used to me comin’ out the dick
Real quick (what?) like this is it, (what?)
This is it (what?) Woo! (what?) Woo! (what?) Woo!
Women don’t know how to flirt ("That’s right")

[Outro: DJ Premier]
Yo, Chainz, Royce
Remember PRhyme 1?
Remember when I said, "Word? That’s how you feel up on this track?
Let a bitch come and try to shit on that!"
Yeah, and on that note; move on to the next one!
Hahahahahahahahaha!