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[Intro]
Alright
Ooh, yeah

[Verse 1]
I’ll admit, I was wrong
What else can I say, girl?
Can’t you break my head and not my heart?
I was drunk, I was gone, that don’t make it right but
I promise there were no feelings involved, mmm

[Pre-Chorus]
She said "Boy, tell me honestly
Was it real or just for show?" Yeah
She said "Save your apologies
Baby, I just gotta know"

[Chorus]
How long has this been goin’ on?
You’ve been creepin’ ’round on me
While you’re callin’ me baby
How long has this been goin’ on?
You’ve been actin’ so shady (shady)
I’ve been feelin’ it lately, baby

[Refrain]
Ooo-oh, yeah
Ooo-oh, encore
Oooh-ooh-oh

[Verse 2]
I’ll admit, it’s my fault
But you gotta believe me
When I say it only happened once, hmm
I tried and I tried, but you’ll never see that
You’re the only I wanna love, oh, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
She said "Boy, tell me honestly (honestly)
Was it real or just for show?" (real or just for show)
She said "Save your apologies (apologies, yeah)
Baby, I just gotta know"

[Chorus]
How long has this been goin’ on?
You’ve been creepin’ ’round on me (on me)
While you’re callin’ me baby (baby)
How long has this been goin’ on?
You’ve been actin’ so shady (shady)
I’ve been feelin’ it lately, baby (baby)

[Refrain]
Ooo-oh, yeah
Ooo-oh, encore
Oooh-ooh-oh
How long has this been going on, baby?
Ooo-oh, yeah
Ooo-oh, you gotta go tell me now
Oooh-ooh-oh
La la, la la

[Bridge]
She said "Boy, tell me honestly
Was it real or just for show?" Yeah
She said "Save your apologies
Baby, I just gotta know"

[Outro]
How long has this been going on? (on, on)
You’ve been creepin’ ’round on me (on me)
While you’re callin’ me baby (baby)
How long has this been goin’ on?
You’ve been actin’ so shady (shady)
I’ve been feelin’ it lately, baby
(Ooo-oh, yeah)
How long has this been goin’ on?
(Ooh, encore)
You’ve been creepin’ ’round on me
(Oooh-ooh-oh)
How long has it been goin’ on, baby? Oh
(Ooo-oh)
How long has this been goin’ on?
(Ooh, encore)
(You gotta go tell me now)
(Oooh-ooh-oh)
You’ve been actin’ so shady (shady)
I’ve been feelin’ it lately, baby

Hey look who’s here
This place is not my home
A change has got to come
Face hot with tears
How was I supposed to know
The ABCs of love

Salvation lies within
Don’t ask me what I did
When God made her, he threw away the formula

We fell in love on a Sunday
By Monday morning, I drifted away
All I want is to see her
All I want is to reach my weekend woman
Just can’t seem to get back there
I’m getting stuck in the weekday traffic
All I want is to see her
All I want is to reach my weekend woman

Get in, get out
No time for poetry
You can’t change people’s minds
I’ll meet you there
Your walls are painted green
Our minds have intertwined

Was this your parting gift
Black eye and bloody lip
10 years from now, I still remember every word

We fell in love on a Sunday
By Monday morning, I drifted away
All I want is to see her
All I want is to reach my weekend woman
Just can’t seem to get back there
I’m getting stuck in the weekday traffic
All I want is to see her
All I want is to reach my weekend woman

I still believe your beautiful life
You don’t have to die to go to heaven
I still believe your beautiful life
It almost makes me feel young again

We fell in love on a Sunday
By Monday morning, I drifted away
All I want is to see her
All I want is to reach my weekend woman
Just can’t seem to get back there
I’m getting stuck in the weekday traffic
All I want is to see her
All I want is to reach my weekend woman
All I want is to reach my weekend woman
All I want is to reach my weekend woman

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]
(4 Hunnid), oh yeah, oh yeah
[?]
Yeah
[?] (so)

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & Bongo By The Way]
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her, I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
Bongo By The Way

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Mixing Henny with the Bombay (Bomb’)
Fuck it, I done had a long day (oh)
I done linked up with my old thing
Right time, but the wrong place
Yeah
Riding ’round with it on me (oh)
Got me thinking about all my old days (old days)
I been getting money four ways (four ways)
R. Kelly to a play with the foreplay
I know (know), I be up to no good
Baby, I know (know), I’m just misunderstood

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her, I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
I just text my main chick (yeah, main)
I told her, I ain’t coming home tonight (home)

[Verse 2: YG]
(Ooh), how you living, nigga, how you living? (skrt)
I’m on jet ski’s with naked bitches
Give my last city naked bitches (yeah)
Leave your main squeeze for these naked bitches, yeah
That’s how, you know, when it’s all bad (all bad)
She call me or text, I could call back (I could call back)
But she imagine in her head I’m doing all that
I tell her I’m not, she like, YG, you a thot

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]
I know, I be up to no good (sing that shit, Ty)
Baby, I know (4 Hunnid, ah), I’m just misunderstood (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: YG]
Yeah, yeah
A hundred times, told her, I was gon’ stop
But it’s kind of hard, when every night them bottles pop
Yeah, yeah
It’s kind of hard, when you’re making your watch
Make all them nines and tens flop
Yeah

[Hook]
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home tonight (home)

I know it’s a little old-fashioned,
Holding hands, now start your romancin’,
Show me all your flaws,

Show me your bear claws,
Go rip your heart out tonight.
You don’t have to be cool to make me shiver,
Look in my eyes, can I make this any clearer?

Just a late-night girl, calling to the phone,
She never really loved you so just leave her alone,
your mama says it’s over when you come through the door,
Saying "that’s enough of you now won’t you shut your mouth",
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go.

You say goodbye as if you’re leaving on a plane,
You’ve seen the clouds and how the shapes are so strange,
But not a boy in the backseat, staying in the backseat,
Tryin’ to make sense of it all,
Saying "we were such a good thing, we were such a good thing,
how could you let this fall?"
Take all my money and meet me on the sidewalk,
If you don’t show then I’ll know.

Just a late-night girl, calling to the phone,
She never really loved you so just leave her alone,
Your mama says it’s over when you come through the door,
Saying "that’s enough of you now won’t you shut your mouth",
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go.
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
Show me all your flaws, show me your bear claws,
Go rip your heart out tonight.

You’re just a late-night girl, calling to the phone,
She never really loved you so just leave her alone,
Your mama says it’s over when you come through the door,
Saying "that’s enough of you now won’t you shut your mouth,
that’s enough of you, kid, now you’re going South, love."
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go,
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go (go rip your heart out tonight),
Eh, woah, I’ll never let you go.

[Intro: Lil Durk & Ralo]
Let’s get it pussy
Yeah
Dope
OTF
You know how we rockin’ nigga, only the Famgoon shit
Only the Famgoon nigga
Haha
Hey Durk
Turn up

[Verse 1: Ralo]
OG, I’m with OTF and you know we verse anybody
Durk told me that they forgot, he think they forgot about it
Hop out we reminding niggas, who the fuck behind these niggas?
Fuck whoever signed these niggas, we shoot whoever ridin’ with ‘em

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I’m hanging with the robbers and the scammers
I’ma put a pint inside a Fanta
Only the Famgoon, fuck these rappers
Big dinosaur four-five like a raptor
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ralo told a nigga slide to Pakistan
Got my niggas with me so you know we packed the van
Blood in my eyes like I’m Fifty man
Started with a million, that’s how I’ma end

[Verse 3: Ralo]
Started with a million we end with a billion
Everything changed when we came in the building
Having this paper, one hell of a feeling
Fuck with Lil Durk and my niggas start killing
Just left out the back and we flew to Chiraq
I promised Lil Durk we wouldn’t ever look back
And we get them racks and we split it up
Won’t none of these niggas be big as us
You keep it loyal, I do the same
Tell on my team when I lose a game
He was talkin’ ‘til that Uzi came
Run your mouth, we start shootin’ things
We ain’t never lettin’ shit slide
We ain’t never gon’ switch sides
I get money, I don’t get tired
Go get your own and stop dick ridin’

[Verse 4: Lil Durk]
First ran a band off street money
Had to trap up on that three some’
Lean, percocets, xanny (drugs)
Yeah I just had a threesome
I can’t wait ‘til they make the fifty shot for the four-five Glock
Got out early for my case, you been fighting years, you a cop
Real name Durk, you can call me Mustafa (Abdul Malik)
I don’t know no niggas, I don’t know who shot ya
Run up on his ass like, I got ya
Real street niggas don’t go off gossip

[Verse 5: Ralo]
We don’t go off gossip nigga
Talkin’ shit and we gon’ pop a nigga
I walk in the club with a lot of niggas
That’s how you know it’s a lot of pistols
We never playin’ no peekaboo
We never lyin’ on interviews
You know that you was a bitch in school
I was that nigga that pick on you
I’m the nigga that’ll take your lunch
We gon’ take his shit for say what you want
You know that I was the bully
Ain’t nobody stood up to me
Ain’t no nigga said shit to me
You can ask the nigga next to me
They don’t never send threats of me
They don’t want a nigga neck tooken

[Verse 6: Lil Durk]
Alexander Wang belt, hot boy like Wayne ‘nem
I might OD off the painkillers
In the trenches with the same niggas
I be turn up with the fashion shit
Mouth shut so don’t ask me shit
MAC with the cooler attached to it
You know I ain’t with that lackin’ shit
In my circle ain’t no lames
Cartiers with the gold frames
Three-nine like a soul train
Got a soul plane like Snoop in it
Dummy bags with the woop in it
Crib big, put a hoop in it
Garage big, put the coupe in it
Off the jigga, got the moon whippin’

[Verse 7: Ralo]
We do not rent out apartments
We go and buy up the complex
She better not get in this Corvette
We gonna have us some car sex
We walk in the club and we flood it out
I bought the Rollie and flood it out
Baby mama used to cut me out
Now we ain’t got nothin’ to worry ‘bout
We ain’t worried ‘bout another nigga
You see he got all his brothers with him
That’s why the streets really love a nigga
‘Cause we ain’t none’ like these other niggas
We don’t fuck with the other side
They gon’ make us bring them colors out
Any nigga standing by your side
It gon’ be a double homicide
It’s Durk and Ralo, man we living good
You know we turn up in any hood
We the only rappers in the hood
Ain’t did it yet, but we finna do it
Watch what we do to these niggas
We ain’t that cool with these niggas
We do not move with these niggas
We do not fool with these niggas

[Outro: Ralo]
That shit there crazy Durk
That motherfucker go crazy
That the outro, we out
Famgoon! OTF
Ralo LaFlare