[Verse 1: I'm way too different to treat the You playing I already beat the game I'm not with the breakup the up shit I'm on some wake up and cake up So no just apologies Make stacks for my niggas all my G's to kick I don't like your soccer Curve a like a lipo doctor
2: Bryson Tiller] I used to think about how you act When a got money Now you done up on me Now you say "what's up?" to me Okay so now you make love to me
Bryson Tiller] Girl if you don't get the fuck me I know you thought we had special But you mean nothing to me I'm sorry you not the one for me
[Verse 3: Tiller] Just be honest, girl, what you want me? This ain't nothing new, it so 100 I can't let of these niggas get one up on me I go by God-Tiller, you better run me hope to my niggas, them niggas love money Adios to bitches, can't get a hug from me I'm high on life, that's it does for me My numbers up, I feel a buzz coming (one up)
[Bridge: Bryson nigga, young nigga Your bad too? Then tell 'em come you And we like, bitches with they own We don't gold diggers
[Hook: Tiller] Girl if you get the fuck from me I know you we had something special But you don't mean to me I'm sorry you not the one for me
[Verse 4: Tiller] the shit I don't condone Cheating on your man but you can get it if you it for a bad bitch, I finally found a culprit Nigga taking shots, and I'm back the postage, yeah Hatin' ass nigga, why you shut up? the motherfuckin' 502 come up And every time I'm back in the Every bitch a hidden agenda run up (cause I'm on, nigga!)
[Bridge: Tiller] Young nigga, young friends bad too? Then tell 'em come you And we like, with they own shit We like gold diggers
[Hook: Tiller] Girl if you get the fuck from me I know you we had something special But you don't mean to me Girl I'm you not the one for me
5: Fabolous] Look, you could've and you been You get it now but you understood it then News bulletin yup all our bullets pull a Benz up Pocket of bands What's up with get back texts Yes we wasn't working out to get back flexing Same who's this ya I switched up on you What happened to old boy oh he up on you Now she want to ride trying to switched up When I do want to cut I hit up on you He came through Tiller I'm with killer Hit [?] like I'm with the young nigga young And now it's with the boy who rap soul [?] in the winter like dinner it's Christmas spirit got a gift with lyrics You niggas stay far from me 'til your bitch get it
Bryson Tiller] Young nigga, young Your bad too? Then 'em come with you And we like, bitches with they own We don't like diggers
Bryson Tiller] Girl if you get the fuck from me I you thought we had something special But you don't nothing to me I'm sorry you not the one for me
It get to a that you know You get money it's like is you doing it for So you find somebody special it's like They your motivation behind what you do You know what I'm (ya) You got a lady or you got (Of course) You what ever you got That become your (ya) You know what I'm (Motivation is key it makes it a whole lot Of course when you have somebody that is the same thing Or even just just as hard it's really it's something it's) So your motivation (You)