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[Intro]
Yeah
Be careful, be careful, be careful with me
Yeah, look

[Verse 1]
I wanna get married, like the Currys, Steph and Ayesha shit
But we more like Belly; Tommy and Keisha shit
Gave you TLC, you wanna creep and shit
Poured out my whole heart to a piece of shit
Man, I thought you would’ve learned your lesson
‘Bout liking pictures, not returnin’ texts
I guess it’s fine, man, I get the message
You still stutter after certain questions
You keep in contact with certain exes
Do you, though
Trust me, nigga, it’s cool, though
Said that you was workin’, but you’re out here chasin’ culo
And putas, chillin’ poolside, livin’ two lives
I could’ve did what you did to me to you a few times
But if I did decide to slide, find a nigga
Fuck him, suck his dick, you would’ve been pissed
But that’s not my M.O., I’m not that type of bitch
And karma for you is gon’ be who you end up with
Don’t make me sick, nigga

[Chorus]
The only man, baby, I adore
I gave you everything, what’s mine is yours
I want you to live your life of course
But I hope you get what you dyin’ for
Be careful with me
Do you know what you doin’?
Whose feelings that you’re hurtin’ and bruisin’?
You gon’ gain the whole world
But is it worth the girl that you’re losin’?
Be careful with me
Yeah, it’s not a threat, it’s a warnin’
Be careful with me
Yeah, my heart is like a package with a fragile label on it
Be careful with me

[Bridge]
Care for me, care for me
Always said that you’d be there for me, there for me
Boy, you better treat me carefully, carefully, look

[Verse 2]
I was here before all of this
Guess you actin’ out now, you got an audience
Tell me where your mind is, drop a pin, what’s the coordinates?
You might have a fortune, but you lose me, you still gon’ be misfortunate, nigga
Tell me, this love’s got you this fucked up in the head
You want some random bitch up in your bed?
She don’t even know your middle name
Watch her, ’cause she might steal your chain
You don’t want someone who loves you instead? I guess not though
It’s blatant disrespect, you nothin’ like the nigga I met
Talk to me crazy and you quick to forget
You even got me trippin’, you got me lookin’ in the mirror different
Thinkin’ I’m flawed because you inconsistent
Between a rock and a hard place, the mud and the dirt
It’s gon’ hurt me to hate you, but lovin’ you’s worse
It all stops so abrupt, we start switchin’ it up
Teach me to be like you so I can not give a fuck
Free to mess with someone else, I wish these feelings could melt
‘Cause you don’t care about a thing except your mothafuckin’ self
You make me sick, nigga

[Chorus]
The only man, baby, I adore
I gave you everything, what’s mine is yours
I want you to live your life of course
But I hope you get what you dyin’ for
Be careful with me
Do you know what you doin’?
Whose feelings that you’re hurtin’ and bruisin’?
You gon’ gain the whole world
But is it worth the girl that you’re losin’?
Be careful with me
Yeah, it’s not a threat, it’s a warnin’
Be careful with me
Yeah, my heart is like a package with a fragile label on it
Be careful with me

[Verse 1]
Run fast from my day job
Runnin’ fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Runnin’ back to the strip club
I’m never going back, never going back
No you can’t make me
Never going back, never going back (nah)
They never take me (yeah)
I’ve paid enough of petty dues
I’ve had enough of shitty news
I’ve had a thing for dirty shoes since I was 10
Love dirty men alike

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday (keep cuttin’ up)
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love (still lovin’), still love
It’s still love but it’s still love
Nothin’ but love for you (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me

[Verse 2]
Got a shift at 10 AM
Gotta dip at 10 PM
Gotta get that cash
Won’t get past the lunch break
I ain’t had a smoke break
In about two days don’t break
Been about three years since I dated you
Why you still talking ’bout me like we together?
I moved on for the better
You moved on to whoever
I was down for whatever and then some
You gon’ make me late to work again

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way (just do it)

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love, still love (still lovin’)
It’s still love but it’s still love (still lovin’)
Nothin’ but love for you
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Bridge]
I don’t eat, can’t sleep past 9 AM
Heartbeat make me feel young again (like a snail, like a)
Can’t beat em just join the party (come and join the party)
I don’t wanna, don’t need nobody

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me

[Chorus: Lil Durk & Lil Baby]
How I know if you die for me?
Know if you shoot for me?
How I know if you still love me? Yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t steal from me?
Know you won’t kill for me?
I know that you still love me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t turn on me?
Feel like the love phony, gotta keep my gun on me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t die for me?
Know you will ride for me, just don’t ever lie to me, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Thought I’d never see the day that you would switch up
Ain’t no hard feelings, I’m wishing you good luck
I can’t lie, I miss your touch, you got that good love
I put diamonds on your hand, don’t hold your fist up
How I know if I get jammed you gon’ keep it real?
How you gon’ say that I ain’t solid, I ain’t ever squealed
If I die today give it to my son, ain’t writin’ no will
All these thoughts inside my head, it got me poppin’ pills
Runnin’ with my steel, there’s some niggas in the rear
If they get they chance they will
But I ain’t worried, I’m gon’ kill
I’m gon’ drill every one of them
We gon’ kill every one of them

[Chorus: Lil Durk & Lil Baby]
How I know if you die for me?
Know if you shoot for me?
How I know if you still love me? Yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t steal from me?
Know you won’t kill for me?
I know that you still love me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t turn on me?
Feel like the love phony, gotta keep my gun on me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t die for me?
Know you will ride for me, just don’t ever lie to me, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
One time to cross out Migo, he gon’ take your life
So I don’t understand how Plies ran off on the plug twice
And you can’t remix none of that lean if it’s not cut right
And you can’t say you super trill ’cause you ain’t cut right
Sex her once then kick her out ’cause I don’t nut twice
The way that A$AP died don’t sit in my gut right
And if we ever find the killer then he must die
And I’m always low on niggas, I don’t trust high
I don’t know if you’ll ride, I don’t know if you gon’ slide
I don’t know want me to die, I don’t know if it’s your pride
And if it is then hide it then
Me and Lil Baby do it for the trenches, we gon’ ride with them

[Chorus: Lil Durk & Lil Baby]
How I know if you die for me?
Know if you shoot for me?
How I know if you still love me? Yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t steal from me?
Know you won’t kill from me?
I know that you still love me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t turn on me?
Feel like the love phony, gotta keep my gun on me, yeah, yeah
How I know you won’t die for me?
Know you will ride for me, just don’t ever lie to me, yeah, yeah

[Intro]
Montana
Right Now Sound, (Woah)
Hitmaka!
Sound!

[Verse 1: Tinashe]
I know you want my free time
I know that we don’t play, play, play, play
I’m walking on a thin line
I’m hoping that it break, break, break, break, break
I’m tryna give you FaceTime (yeah)
Don’t mean you wanna wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
I want a better bassline, I want a better bassline

[Pre-Chorus: Tinashe]
Don’t be faking, faking, no, yeah
Say you looking for someone that’ll last
I know you looking for someone that’ll last

[Chorus: Tinashe]
You want some me so bad
You want some me so bad
Come get this body
You want some me so bad
You want some me so bad
Come get this body

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla Sign]
Running out of words to say
No talking girl, I came to play
Drop top, jumped in the wraith
Yeah, yeah
I want it face down
Turn around let me lay down
Until you want another round let me taste that
Ye

[Pre-Chorus: Tinashe]
Don’t be faking, faking, no
Say you looking for someone that’ll last
I know you looking for someone that’ll last

[Chorus: Tinashe]
You want some me so bad
You want some me so bad
Come get this body
You want some me so bad
You want some me so bad
Come get this body

[Verse 3: French Montana]
Senorita, señor-senorita
Sh-Shorty give me head like a mind reader
Overseas and [?], no rain checks
Once I showed her the safe
She ain’t want no safe sex
AOD with the rain jacket
She a savage, Louis vintage baggage
You know we the flyest that’s a fact
And I need a new crib for the plaques

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & Tinashe]
Quit all that stalling, I got what you need right now
And I want to feel it
Trying to take you higher than the ceiling
Quit all that stalling, got what you need right now
Yeah, I want to feel it
Oh you got me caught up in my feelings, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Tinashe]
Don’t be faking, faking, no
Say you looking for someone that’ll last
I know you looking for someone that’ll last

[Chorus: Tinashe]
You want some me so bad
You want some me so bad (you know I’m on my way boy)
Come get this body
You want some me so bad (me so bad)
You want some me so bad
Come get this body

[Intro]
And let it go (Ayo)
I cut off some friends, where they go
(Did this shit in one take, ayo)
I stick to the plan, that’s the goal (ayy we got that 5 shit nigga)
Fuck these niggas man (run it)

[Verse 1]
Check my bankroll, ayo 400K for vehicle
Paintjob look like ashy ankles on Django
Interior look mango, shotgun grape, he look like mayo
Golden voice on payroll, neck all gold like Kayo Corp
We aim at dorks, get out the way, yo
Keep them bucks in banks like Yayo
Swampy niggas out the bayou, pockets flooded y’all be dilute
Watered down, I’m Big Mac, I’m quarter pound, you chicken nugget
Fuck it, travel bag Balenciaga, 30,000 just for luggage
Financial advisor buggin’, Flower Boy is buzzin’
Grammy-nominated, tell yo cousin ain’t nobody fuckin’ with him

[Chorus]
Man, now they go
I cut off some friends, where they go
I stick to the plan, that’s the goal
Fuck these niggas man, that’s for sure (say)

[Verse 2]
Uno the shoe, red with the blue
Look like a flag what the fuck it do
Golf be the set, no more OF
Like Ron Artest bitch we aim for your neck
Give a fuck about you or your respect, yeah that way
Fuck your accolades but I made the cut like I pack a blade
You could call me brush, I’ve been makin’ waves
Since Ashley Banks’ cousin had a fade but that’s ’92, I’m ’91
Watts Riot in my blood, nigga what’s up
And that pussy pink like the drink in my cup
Lemonade, yeah it’s Minute Maid, I been gettin’ paid
Pockets gainin’ weight
Your bank statements on Mary Kate, but that’s up to you

[Chorus]
Man, now they go
(I ain’t fuckin’ with none of these niggas, man)
I cut off some friends, where they go
(Yeah, give these niggas information nigga)
I stick to the plan, that’s the goal
(Now we never fuckin’ stop)
Fuck these (ayo) niggas man, that’s for sure (ayo)

[Verse 3]
Tell Tim Chalamet to come get at me, skin glowin’, clear of acne
Diamonds see-through, so holographic
Red Ones look like Aidan Mackey, spent dinero like Taxi Driver
Handmade is that thing with tires but I rode the bike
And Vill tail behind me
And he got the Cannon like he bagged Mariah
Yeah, we straight but if you wrinkle up the situation
He will go grab the iron and he do what I says like Simon
And my bitch mixed like jambalaya
Man fuck with the fam, we in Japan
Bitch you’re a bum, see you don’t understand
Yeah, I cut off some friends T, where you been?
Bitch I’m in Bel-Air, been lookin’ for land
Need a spot in the hills, not the beach, need a pool
Just to cool it, I do need the grass, not the sand
Got enough rocks, see, check my hand
And I got crack, watch how I talk
And it’s still Wolf Gang, bitch, watch how I bark
Wallace still trippin’ on shit that I bought
But, I really do not care the cost ’cause okra

[Outro]
Man, now they go
I cut off some friends