Yeah, yeah yeah Alright, yeah, yeah Okay you back to talking that shit again Questioning me about where I been I don't even know why you here You ain't even po' be here I put it all on the line I be lovin you every night You the one I come home to right? Right? Right??
Man I wish I had some weed up in my system Cuz I'm bout two seconds away from just flippin out How could you say that I did it when I didn't Think it's bout time that we end this now
I don't need your trust I don't need this shit, yeah I have had enough, I think you should just
[Hook: Jhene Aiko] Run away Get away, find a new love Run away, ooooohhh ohh Oh ooh ohh
[Verse 2: The Weeknd] Now you're thinkin' 'bout it Girl you're thinkin' 'bout it What we got here How we fuckin' got here They recognize They just recognize I'm in a life without a home so this recognitions not enough I don't care bout nobody else Cause I've been on these streets way too long Baby I've been on this too long
Cause getting faded too long Got me on this rolling stone So I take another hit Kill another serotone With a hand full of beans And a chest full of weed Got me singing bout a bitch While I'm blowing out my steam Yeah I know I got my issues Why you think I fuckin' flow? And I'mma keep on smoking 'til I can't hit another note Ohhhh but until then
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[Verse 3: Frank Ocean] She singing bitch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say, I'm like who knew? That after all the years I'd make a Weezy fan out of you too When I met you, you were Thom Yorke, Chris Martin and U2 When you met me I was Three 6, Pimp C, Bun B, 8-Ball and MJG, yeah But we're both a long way from home We got the windows down, the radio's on, always I wrote a letter to the sky saying maybe one day you'll get to kiss me My girl found it in the car and said baby why you trying to diss me? Cause you know you're my baby, you know you're my baby, ooh I'm not just in it for the pride, in it for the ride, yeah