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[Verse 1]
I’m dying to see you
You know what I’m fiending for
The only one to get to me
Only one to get this close

[Chorus]
So I want you to come here
I want you to come here
I just need you near
No matter how, just make it here
Now

[Verse 2]
How does it feel
When you’re roaming ’round my mind?
To be the only one
That knows what’s inside

[Chorus 2]
I want you to come here
I want you to come here
I just need you near
No matter how, just make it here

(I want you to come here)
I want you to come here
I want you to come here
I want you to come here (I want you)
I want you to come here (So please baby come here)
I want you to come here

[Chorus 3]
So I want you to come here
I want you to come here
I just need you near
No matter how, just make it here

[Chorus: LA Priest]
You’ve waited long, forever
A heart is worth the weather
You should go out and get her
And learn to love together

[Verse 1]
I fucked things up
I see it in this cup (yeah)
I didn’t mean to suck, I’m stuck
Sometimes I’m just too honest, admittin’ that it’s common
I should’ve used my common sense
So now I’ve gots to vent (yeah)
I can’t stand ya, but I want ya
We s’posed to be together forever

[Pre-Chorus]
Leaking from the pain, need a band-aid (hey!)
You’re the main thing I need to maintain (whoo!)
Almost had my baby, need a damn drink (damn drink)
Swimmin’ through your feelings, how I stay sane (stay sane)
You’re the one I need, I hope this really works (really works)
‘Cuz everything I need is always in your purse (purse)
Back again, yeah I’m back again (back)
I truly miss when you and me were only friends (yee)
When it was just innocent (yeah)
And we ain’t have a past (true)
Sometimes I wish we could skip
To the part where we all just laugh (yeah)

[Chorus: LA Priest]
You’ve waited long, forever
A heart is worth the weather
You should go out and get her
And learn to love together

[Verse 2]
I don’t wanna be at your wedding (no)
I wanna be in your wedding (yuh)
Matter of fact, call down L. Joe
So he can sweedle-dee at your wedding (sweedle-dee dee dee)
But if this don’t work out (yeah)
I might have to go and work out (yuh)
Even if I’m late I’ma keep her
I’m a college dropout (true)
I’ma work this all out (yeah)
I’ma get my thoughts out (bitch)
I’ma kick them thoughts out (yeah)
Block all the numbers so I never get a text out (oh yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
Leaking from the pain, need a band-aid (band-aid)
You’re the main thing I need to maintain (maintain)
Almost had my baby, need a damn drink (a damn drink)
Swimmin’ through your feelings, how I stay sane (I stay sane)
You’re the one I need, I hope this really works (really works)
Everything I need is always in your purse (in your purse)
Back again (yuh), yeah I’m back again (I’m back)
My life around common, I miss when we were friends (sorry)
When it was just innocent (sorry)
And we ain’t have a past (damn)
I wanna skip to the part
Where you and me laying on our backs (yeah)

[Chorus: LA Priest]
You’ve waited long, forever
A heart is worth the weather
You should go out and get her
And learn to love together

[Outro: Rickey Thompson]
And that’s all folks!
*Laughter* Ta-ta now

[Intro]
Boston

[Hook: Aminé]
My wrist sore (true), my wrist sore (true)
You don’t want no problems, bitch, no hiccups
No hiccups, no hiccups
He ain’t bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups
I don’t trust no one
My wrist is lookin frozen

[Post Hook: Aminé]
Ice cold, too cold, numb
Might re-e-e-e-e-ewind
Gave her dick and then I split, mhm
Workin’ like I got a shift, mhm
Youngest nigga poppin’ shit, mhm
Don’t want no kids that’s bad as shit, yeah
Had my whole my whole life give and go, mhm
24, now 24, mhm
Diamonds on my bi-i-i-itch, mhm
That’s drip all on my wri-i-ist, mhm

[Verse 1: Aminé]
Ass fat, bring it right back
I-I’m in the VIP, cause they pay me for this shit
Imma be here if I be here
That’s your car note on my wrist

[Hook: Aminé]
My wrist sore, my wrist sore
You don’t want no problems, bitch, no hiccups
No hiccups, no hiccups
He ain’t bout that drama, bitch, no hiccups
I don’t trust no one (no one!)
My wrist is lookin frozen

[Post Hook: Aminé]
Ice cold, too cold, numb
I re-e-e-e-ewind
Gave her dick and then I split (Fuck a birkin)
Workin’ like I got a shift (Puttin’ work in)
Youngest nigga poppin’ shit (Bitch I’m certain)
Don’t want no kids that’s bad as shit (Hold up, I had plans)
Had my whole life give and go (That shit right back)
24, now 24 (Yeah, it’s like that)
Diamonds on my bi-i-i-i-itch, mhm
That’s drip all on my wri-i-ist, mhm

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Diamonds on my bitch, mhm
Cuban bracelets on my wrist, mhm
You hear that we got rich, mhm
Michael Jordan for the kids, mhm
I collect it like a bridge, mhm
Copped my bitch the latest Mercedes-Benz
I was all alone, Young Gunna ain’t got no friends
We just went to the mall and spent a couple bands
I’ll talk it all and end up shakin’ hands
She offer me some pussy my finesse
My first baguettes lookin’ like some glass
Might pull the pedal tryna do the dash

[Outro: Aminé]
Mhm
Mhm
Mhm

[Intro: Rickey Thompson]
Sad on your muthafuckin b-day? Bitch, what the fuck?! Don’t you realize you poppin’? Every time you walk in the room you break necks. Necks?! But you tellin’ me you sad on your muthafuckin’ b-day
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1: Aminé]
Yeah
I sit here and tell you my problems
That’s how this work, right?
I’m s’posed to be open and honest
But I got time, right?
My niggas having sessions and I’m doin’ sessions
Can’t man up if masculinity your only weapon
Man, I’ve thought about suicide a hundred times
But, I’d hate to disappoint and see my momma cry
Birthdays these days be the worst days
‘Cause I know I’m getting older and not happier
Me and my father love each other but we barely show it
He hates that I left home and the lawn is now his to mow it
He look at my generation and think that fashion’s over
I kill my sister if she ever model Fashion Nova (true)
I’m always on a flight, or I’m in a hurry
I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
Back when putting on a condom had me really scary
And milkshakes were the only time we’d eat a cherry
I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy
Is better than learning from someone who doesn’t
And that’s word to my ex
And that’s word to my tongue
And that’s word to the woman who had my heart beatin’ drums
Yeah
Love is what I cherished and Miss Parrish
Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace
I kept it on the low low, cause I was in love
And the shade I had in my room was already enough
I’m going on some dates and I’m making some plans
But it’s hard to find some love if the girl is a fan
And after we fuck, she want a picture with me
She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves

[Chorus: Aminé]
These intros ain’t meant to be bangers
They meant for you and me so we’ll never end up as strangers
Will Ferrell’s ass can’t even handle this weather
Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever
I said, I said
These intros ain’t meant to be bangers
They meant for you and me so we’ll never end up as strangers
Will Ferrell’s ass can’t even handle this weather
Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever

[Interlude]
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, woo
Yes sir, yeah, look

[Verse 2: Aminé]
Boy, you looking big mad
When you see a young brotha up in first class
And you damn right my ego like Lavar ball
And they hate to see a black man who can’t get blackballed
I said my paper long
My paper long
You damn right, bitch
My paper long
It’s that yellow, mellow, fellow
Yeah, that Yellowstone
Play the cello for the fellows, fake as silicone
I went from plaque in my teeth
To having plaques on the wall
Gold album, with platinum records who woulda thought
Young nigga, like Jigga
Tryna make me a boss
I’ll take my momma to Louis
And take your girl to the Ross nigga
Back in the muthafuckin’ building
Your boo thing want my children
My net worth gon’ be a billion
Shorty gimme head like ceiling
Dick disappear chameleon
And like I’m muthafuckin rollin [?]
My whip bought, it’s not stolen

[Chorus: Aminé]
These intros ain’t meant to be bangers
They meant for you and me so we’ll never end up as strangers
Will Ferrell’s ass can’t even handle this weather
Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever

[Verse 3: Aminé]
Hey doc, do I tell em how I actually feel?
Or do I see a therapist and numb the pain with the pills
They swear niggas play tough won’t even smile in mirrors
And we learn to fuck hoes off trial and error
Friday nights, where them broke niggas ball out
And Amine be the name that your girlfriend gon call out
To all my niggas with some melanin
Let your feelings settle in
If you feelin’ worthless you should probably go and tell a friend, yeah
But, I should take that advice
This year has been crazy
What the fuck is my life
My best friend got married
You can bet that I cried
I met Spike and Brad Pitt, no malls I’m Saks Fifth, nigga

[Outro: Rickey Thompson]
Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!

[Intro]
Yeah
This sound like
Yeah my momma told me to close the door
I don’t wanna close it no more

[Hook]
Ohh, I wonder why
Yeah, I wonder why, why
Yeah, I wonder why
Me I wonder why, why
Yeah, I wonder why
She wonder why, why
I wonder why
She be wondering why, why

[Bridge]
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why
(Keep my head down)
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why
(Keep my head down)
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why
(i’m gon’ show no frowns)
Why, why, why

[Verse 1]
(Okay drop it)
To the floor and I’m back
Had to relax and never relapse
Shoutout to Reese, the sex was like crack
I need love, I’m depressed
I’m a fool, I’m a mess
But my first priority is never second best
(I’ve been down, PCH with the fam)
I’m that nigga and I know it
(I can feel the sun hittin’ on my veins)
Pupils dilated, they don’t focus
(I can feel the sun hittin’ on my veins)
Can’t nobody ever know this, they can’t know this
(Ridin’ ’round ain’t nobody on my brain)
Probably on some fresh shit
Should’ve done some mess shit
Runnin’ through my last check
Wish I knew some magic
Stressin’ out crazy
Wish I had a [?]
Said she wanna talk, but I hope it’s not a baby

[Hook]
Ohh, I wonder why
Yeah, I wonder why, why
Yeah, I wonder why
Me I wonder why, why
Yeah, I wonder why
She wonder why, why
I wonder why
She be wondering why, why

[Bridge]
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why
(Keep my head down)
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why
(Keep my head down)
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why
(I’m gon’ show no frowns)
Why, why, why

[Verse 2]
I just bought my momma a new whip, straight cash
I payed my taxes, so it hurts my racks
I hate when niggas say, “chill out”, and they ain’t got no chill
They let me skip the DMV line, that’s when I knew it was real
I pulled up, like it, goin’, pretty, fast
I’m the, type to, get the, bag
Fuck it, let’s just, count it, fast
I don’t know why I’m feeling down
I don’t know no goofies, or no loose leafs
This ain’t a hand out, don’t take no cookies
Hey look I’m stressed out, I’m straight from movies
But this is real life, so let’s just, you know what, fuck it

[Hook]
Ohh, I wonder why
Yeah, I wonder why, why
Yeah, I wonder why
Me I wonder why, why
Yeah, I wonder why
She wonder why, why
I wonder why
She be wondering why, why

[Bridge]
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why
(Keep my head down)
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why
(Keep my head down)
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why
(I’m gon’ show no frowns)
Why, why, why

[Outro]
Running out of breath
Everytime we fuck
The sex is amazing
It feels like a rush
I’m running out of breath
Everytime we fuck
The sex is amazing
It feels like a rush (a rush)