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[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Ayo Rob, this is DJ Khaled. The streets is talkin’, bro. They sayin’ that you rappin’ now. I said that can’t be true… I said, no, Rob breaks down raps. He breaks down the bars. He breaks down the lyrics. But they, the streets is sayin’ that you rappin’ now. Ayo Rob, if this is true, hit me back. I wanna hear what type of bars you talkin’ about ’cause for you to step in this zone, you must be in the zone. It’s DJ Khaled. Billion dollar voice

[Opening Bridge: Rob Markman]
Took a couple years, but I did it
Shorty, you could do it too
Did the things they said I couldn’t
You just gotta believe in you

[Verse 1: Rob Markman]
I don’t know what the fuck you thought, I want the crown too
Couple jewels and plaques, shit that sounds cool
You hear the hunger, growl loud when I’m ’round food
And ’round you I’m like Canibus, round two
I’m in the booth, soundproof, but when I’m down two
I’m shootin’ treys and one, I get foul too
Picture me, spittin’ bars and givin’ how-to’s
I’m in the wrong era, shoulda been around Clue?
Fuck it, this a revival of sorts
Now I’m livin’ out on my wildest thoughts
My cousin caught an L, shit was wild in the courts
So I’ma drop this mothafucka just ’cause life is so short
I’ll be damned if a mothafucka pennin’ for me
That’s the start of the mothafuckin’ endin’ for me
Shit scary, all these ghosts and ghouls, it’s a problem
Okay you’re a goon, but your goon got a goblin

[Interlude: N.O.R.E.]
Yo, y’all it’s two very disrespectful things about you doing an album. One, you didn’t ask me for a hook, an ad-lib, nothing. And then two, it’s blasphemous for a media nigga to do a rap album, nigga. You media, stay media, man! Keep it media, nigga! How you gonna turn from media to rapper, nigga? Fuck outta here, nobody don’t do that

[Verse 2: Rob Markman]
I don’t fuck with the suburbans in my city, man
I’m superstitious, that’s the shit they killed Biggie in
Tell Uber, "Fuck it," I ain’t gettin’ in
I’ma sell a couple records, and I’ma get a Benz
Everybody shocked off the beat I laced
When I walk up in the spot, they make the Wee-Bey face
You got fat while I starved, shit, I need a taste
Me and my team run this bitch like a relay race
This the warm up, the game ain’t even started
I’m just pennin’, I swear I could go harder
It’s just me, I swear I’m the only writer
I’m the Ol’ Dirty Bastard, my style ain’t got no father
I’m beggin’, father, it’s spirits with their lyricism
Couple Caspers in the game, we need an exorcism
If they sleep, get ’em out their bed then
Linda Blair with these verses, make their head spin

[Interlude: DJ Drama]
Man, it’s me, man, it’s DJ Drama, man. So, listen… you know, we talked about the rappin’ thing and um, I don’t feel like it’s going according to plan, like, you did your freestyle, you got your free action, alright, scooped you, but the album? Like, how you gonna just do the album? You know… when we talked you said a Gangsta Grillz mixtape was comin’ first with Rob Markman, Gangsta Grillz…

[Verse 3: Rob Markman]
They knew I was a writer, never knew I was a writer
Let’s get this show on the road, I’ma finish up the rider
The wordplay tighter, every verse fire
Anybody tell you different is a goddamn liar
My Rick Grimes grind, got no fear
Whoever on that jealous shit dead out here
Word to Mitch, my emotions out of control
Tryna get off on these keys, that’ll save my brother’s soul
And if this shit don’t pay off
I know a couple C’s I can text who let the K off
Hold this L, I got M’s to get
‘N a couple other dreams I ain’t mention yet
And they said I’d never make it
This for anyone whoever had a shot and didn’t take it
For everything we love and everything held sacred
Gotta get it while you live and let ’em drown in their hatred

[Interlude: Royce da 5’9"]
Yo Rob, what’s up, my G? This is Royce da 5’9". Yo, man, I heard through the grapevine that you’re ‘sposed to be rappin’ now. Let me tell you somethin’, my brother. I always considered you like one of my guys in this music industry. You know, I don’t really fuck with a lot of niggas. But… I just need for you to understand that you can’t be that guy that’s like breakin’ down everybody’s verses on Rap Genius and not really comin’ with it yourself line for line. I got all the faith in the world that you’re gonna do that. Aight

[Outro: Sway]
Yo it’s your big brother Sway. Ayy Rob, I can’t believe you did it, man, but I knew it was in you. Be careful, a lot haters are gonna tell you what you can’t do, but that’s when you do the opposite. That’s when you keep pickin’ up your bars. I’m proud of you, Rob. You made your dreams come true. You’re a hyena

[Verse 1]
I got knots all up in my chest (Up in my chest, up in my chest)
Just know I’m trying my best (I’m trying my best)
‘Cause when you look (When you look)
When you laugh (When you laugh)
When you smile (When you smile)
I’ll bring you back (Bring you back)
And now I’m sad (Now I’m sad)
And I’m a mess (And I’m a mess)
And now we high (Now we high)
That’s why I left (why I left)
That’s why I left

[Pre-Chorus]
Will your tongue still remember the taste of my lips?
(My lips, my lips, my lips)
Will your shadow remember the swing of my hips?
(My hips, my hips, my hips)
Will your lover caress you the way that I did?
(I did, I did, I did)
Will you notice my charm if he slips up one bit?
(One bit)

[Chorus]
‘Cause I don’t need to know
I just wanna make sure you’re okay (Okay)
I don’t need to know
I just wanna make sure you’re all safe
All safe, all safe

[Verse 2]
Will he play you those songs just the way that I did?
(I did, I did, I did)
Will he play you so strong just the way that I did? (I did)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Will he treat you like shit just the way that I did?
(I did, I did, I did)
‘Cause I don’t blame ya

[Chorus]
‘Cause I don’t need to know
I just want to make sure you’re okay (Okay)
I don’t need to know
I just want to make sure you’re all safe

I’m like Stevie Ray Vaughn on the stage
High on music
Teeth grinding
Sweating under the lights
But then my boss calls and she’s crushing me with a 20-ton weight Just like in Monty Python
Somebody left on the sink, it’s still running
My eyes are gonna overflow.(happy hour)

I need happy hour on sad days
I need happy hour I can’t wait.

I’m like Ponce de Leon Sailing on a ship for the new world
Checking out the birds and flowers
Let’s chill out on this island I’ve been, sucking on a lime and coconut.
I think I could stay here for the rest of my life
Please don’t ever make me go home.

I need happy houuur on sad days
It’s my happy houuur I can’t wait.

Maybe I’ll meet a scientist In sweatpants and a hair tie
We’ll conversate about ghetto birds and midi keyboards
Then we’ll slow dance
Head on my shoulder
Versuri-lyrics.info
Swaying back and forth
and My friends look on and smile
Everything gonna be alright.

It’s my happy houuur on sad days
I need happy houuur, I can’t wait
I need happy houuur to save me
I need happy houuur, I can’t waittt.

You got that good boy attitude and yeah, I kind like it
You got the tats on your arm get a bad girl excited
You put that bass in the beat, won’t you beat it up inside it?
I got that pumps in the bump and you know you wanna try it

Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
He like the girls with the pumps in the bump

He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
I’m like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it

He got that rough neck swaggy, but he know how to hide it
He got that dope boy cash, but he get it 9 to 5ing
He got a thing for them girls that make their money overnightning
I know he bad for my health, but i still wanna try it

Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
He like the girls with the pumps in the bump
Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
I be that girl with the pumps in the bump

He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
I’m like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it

He love that bang
(Bomb) He love that bomb, bomb, bomb
(Love) He love that thang
(Drug) He love that hit and run

He lose his brain
He going to stupid dumb
He stupid dumb, all he ever want is some

Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
He like the girls with the pumps in the bump
Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
I be that girl with the pumps in the bump

He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
I’m like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it

Don’t say you miss me when you don’t call
Don’t say you’re hurtin’ without the scars
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow, too
Don’t say you love me unless you do
We’ve been close, but inconsistent
You hold my heart at a safer distance, yeah
You think words can ease the tension
But you can’t deny that something’s missin’
I need a little bit more
I need a little bit more
You gotta know what it’s like
I know you been here before
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been patient
But I need a little bit more
Don’t say you miss me when you don’t call
And don’t say you’re hurtin’ without the scars
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow, too
Don’t say you love me unless you do, unless you do
How am I supposed to take it
When weeks go by and I’m still waitin’
I say I’m OK but I can’t fake it, yeah
Even when I try, yeah, something’s missing
I need a little bit more
I need a little bit more (I need a little bit more)
You gotta know what it’s like
I know you been here before
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been patient
But I need a little bit more
So don’t say you miss me when you don’t call (when you don’t call)
Don’t say you’re hurtin’ wihtout the scars
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow, too
Don’t say you love me unless you do, unless you do
Don’t say you love me (don’t say you love me)
Unless you do (unless you do)
Don’t say you love me (oh yeah)
Don’t say you love me (oh)
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow, too
Don’t say you love me (oh yeah)
Unless you do, unless you do
I need a little bit more
I need a little bit more
You gotta know what it’s like
I know you’ve been here before
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been patient (yeah)
But I need a little bit more (yeah)
Don’t say you miss me when you don’t call (when you don’t call)
Don’t say you’re hurting without the scars
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow too
Don’t say you love me unless you do