[Jhene Aiko] Okay, you back to talking that shit again Question me about where I’ve been I don’t even know why you’re here You ain’t even supposed to be here I put it all on the line, I’ll be loving you every night You the one I come home to, right, right, right?
Man I wish I had some weed up in my system Cause I’m bout 2 seconds away from 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’ve had enough, I think you should just,
Run away Get away, find a new love Run away, whoa
[The Weeknd] Now your thinkin’ bout it Girl your thinkin’ bout it What we got here How we f-ckin’ got here They recognize They just recognize I’m in a life without a home so this recognitions not enough I don’t care about nobody else Cause I’ve been on these streets way too long Baby I’ve been on this too long
It’s getting faded too long Got me on this rolling stone So I take another hit Kill another serotonin 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 Yea I know I got my issues Why you think I f-ckin’ flow? And I’ma keep on smoking ’til I can’t hit another note Oooo, but until then
Run away Get away, find a new love Run away, whoa
[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, 8Ball 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 ride, in it for the ride, yeah