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[Chorus]
Me
Can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Babe

[Verse 1]
Hands in the soap
Have the faucet’s running
And I keep looking at you
Stuck on your phone
And you’re stuck in your zone
You don’t have a clue

[Pre-Chorus]
But I don’t wanna give up
Baby, I just want you to get up
Lately I’ve been a little fed up
Wish you would just focus on

[Chorus]
Me
Can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Me
Me
Can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?

[Verse 2]
Lazy and broke?
No, he get this money
So I guess I can’t complain
But I feel alone even when we’re alone
And that don’t cost a thing

[Pre-Chorus]
But I don’t wanna give up
Baby, I just want you to get up
Lately I’ve been a little fed up
Wish you would just focus on

[Chorus]
Me
Can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby
Me
Can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Me

[Outro]
Baby, focus
Can’t you see?
I just wanna love you, baby
Look me in my eyes

[Chorus: Gabriel Garzón Montano]
Rock me real slowly
Put a bib on me
I’m just like a baby, droolin’ over you
The things you do

[Verse 1: Drake]
These days, I’m lettin’ God handle all things above me
The things I can’t change are the reasons you love me
Listen, you can hear them callin’ my name
I’m all over the place, I can’t sit in one place
I’m not ashamed at all
Still findin’ myself, let alone a soulmate, I’m just sayin’
Feel like we one and the same, our relationship changed
That or it never existed
Whenever they say somethin’ bout us you listen
But fuck what they talkin’ about on your timeline
That’s cuttin’ all into my time with you
Fuck what they talkin’ about on your timeline
That’s cuttin’ all into my time with you
My time with you, my

[Chorus: Gabriel Garzón Montano]
Rock me real slowly
Put a bib on me
I’m just like a baby, droolin’ over you
The things you do

[Verse 2: Drake]
She said you’re my everything
I love you through everything, I done did everything to her
She forgave me for everything, this a forever thing
Hate that I treat it like it’s a whatever thing
Trust me girl, this shit is everything to me
She from the jungle, she from the jungle
I take somebody else’s car, drive there undercover
This shit is everything to me, this shit is everything
Don’t know where we stand, I used to hit you ’bout everything
Are we still good? Are we still good?
Are we still good? Are we still good?
If I need to talk, are you around?
Are you down for the cause?
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Are you down for the cause?
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
Are you down for the cause?
You still down? You still down? You still down?

[Chorus: Gabriel Garzón Montano]
Rock me real slowly
Put a bib on me
I’m just like a baby, droolin’ over you
The things you do

[Verse 3: Drake]
Yeah, these days these new girls, they got me nervous
They go to school and do bottle service
They can’t decide, they keep switchin’ majors
Being indecisive makes me anxious
Call your number and it’s out of service
Who can I call for your information?
What am I supposed to do after we done everything that we’ve done?
Who is your replacement?
Are we still good? Are we still good?
Are we still good? Are we still good?

[Outro: Gabriel Garzón Montano]
Rock me real slowly
Rock me real slowly
I’m just like a baby, droolin’ over you
Rock me real slowly
Rock, put a bib on me

[Verse 1: Jessie Reyez]
Figures
I’m the bad guy cause I can’t learn to trust
Love figures
You say sorry once and you think it’s enough
I got a lineup of girls and a lineup of guys
Begging for me just to give ’em a try
Figures
I’m willing to stay
Cause I’m sick for your love

[Chorus: Jessie Reyez]
I wish I could hurt you back
Love, what would you do if you couldn’t get me back
You’re the one who’s gonna lose
Something so special, something so real
Tell me boy, how in the fuck would you feel?
If you couldn’t get me back
That’s what I wish that I could do to you, you
To you, you

[Verse 2: Daniel Caesar]
Wish that I could help myself, give myself to someone else
Stuck to you, you turn me to a fool
Worried ’bout my mental health, all the pain that I’ve done felt
Knocked me right off my own pedestal
I got a cup full of whiskey, 150
Reasons to leave, I just pray that you’ll miss me
Figures
I’m sick for your love, I just can’t get enough

[Chorus: Jessie Reyez, Daniel Caesar, Both]
I wish I could hurt you back
Wish I could hurt you back
Love, what would you do if you couldn’t get me back
If you couldn’t get me back, yeah
You’re the one who’s gonna lose
Something so special, something so real
Tell me boy, how in the fuck would you feel?
Tell me, girl, how in the fuck would you feel?
If you couldn’t get me back
You couldn’t get me back
That’s what I wish that I could do to you, you
To you, you

[Outro: Jessie Reyez]
Yeah, figures

[Pre-Chorus]
So fuck your bible and your Babel
I made this psalm into my dirty bomb
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Racing to a red light

[Chorus]
I’m un-stabled, I’m not a show horse
I can’t be bridled, of course
I’m un-scabbed and un-regretted
I got tattooed in reverse

In reverse

[Verse]
You can’t play this game, you’ve lost all the pieces
So hold your breath and just wait
(I’m sure) Someone else will pay for your sins
But I’m not convinced by your costume
This ain’t my goddamn cup of tears

[Chorus]
I’m un-stabled, I’m not a show horse
I can’t be bridled, of course
I’m un-scabbed and un-regretted
I got tattooed in reverse

Got tattooed in reverse
In reverse

[Bridge]
Your confession means nothing
So fuck your attrition
There ain’t nothing in my hourglass
Just sand from a dead sea
And I made it my weapon
And I made it my weapon

Your confession means nothing
So fuck your attrition
There ain’t nothing in my hourglass
Just sand from a dead sea
And I made it my weapon

[Pre-Chorus]
Fuck your bible and your Babel
I made this psalm into my dirty bomb
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Racing to a red light

So fuck your bible and your Babel
I made this psalm into my dirty bomb
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Racing to a red light

[Chorus]
I’m un-stabled, I’m not a show horse
I can’t be bridled, of course
I’m un-scabbed and un-regretted
I got tattooed in reverse

I got tattooed in reverse

[Intro: Trouble]
Let do it
Money man
Go get your money man, go get that
Go for that shit now, go get your money man
Mike Will Made-it, bitch

[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry (yeah)
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’, yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat, yeah
I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me, yeah
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus: Trouble]
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack
‘Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, this ho here throw it back

[Verse 1: Trouble]
Yeah, tryna show me that she ’bout it
‘Bout it, ’bout it, yeah, shawty ’bout it, ’bout it, yeah
Take the charger, bad lil shawty, say she ’bout it
I gotta come for you, you shot at my lil’ partner though
The loud wild off the gate, don’t need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got the game down now, sorry Mr. Charlie
Aye, she say you so mothafuckin’ hood
But you ain’t no mothafuckin’ good
Might be right, gift and a curse, I take it all as blessin’
Know you fuckin’ with a real one though, no question (no doubt)
Partna you gon’ get spent doin’ all that flexin’
So many of us shootin’ you straight, ain’t no pressure
Hatin’ on that man won’t do you no blessin’
Tryna teach a young nigga flexin’
Wanna go to war, but you ain’t got no money
Worry ’bout these hoes and you ain’t got no money
Mike Will Made-It
Big Trouble, baby

[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry (yeah)
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’, yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat, yeah
I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me, yeah
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus: Trouble]
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack
‘Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, it’s on here, throw it back, damn

[Verse 2: Drake & Trouble]
Yeah, I don’t play no games boy, I’m at your head (at your head)
All about the family, niggas took the pledge (took that shit)
Now you gotta own up to that shit you said
You can’t push us to the edge, Trouble from the edge
Hit the gas and we outta there
Do it for the six, because we started there (started)
I got a girl that used to ride around with ‘Pac an’ them (‘Pac)
I gotta get it, you came from my lil partner then (fuck)
Yeah, Richard Mille, heavy on the watch (bitch)
Extra million just to see the Maybach drop (drop, drop)
Crest white smile on my face
Once I get to snappin’ ain’t nobody safe (nobody)
Reality gon’ hit ya or we gon’ hit ya
Either way if they was with ya, they goin’ with ya
Mike WiLL Made-It (Mike WiLL)
Me and Big Trouble baby (DTE)

[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry (yeah)
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’, yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat, yeah
I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me, yeah
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus: Trouble]
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack
‘Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, it’s on here, throw it back