(It's JoeFromYO)
Let's fly together
Would you jump if they told you
that we can't fly together?
Just know that you on my side,
but that's just my perspective
Runnin' out of things to say
whenever the calls collective
Ooh, what a mood,
she pull up with no bra under
I buy her Jimmy Choo,
she do that shit without her effort
M.I.A. with you and your friend out
here in Club E11EVEN
In the spot we be too deep,
we need just one more session
I don't need no 808s to go crazy
I don't wanna be the one
that waste your time
You're the one that told mе
not to let the money changе me
Baby, every other million,
that shit crosses my mind
When you with me baby,
you don't need any AC
VVS up your body, feels just like ice
You know what it is outside
with my gang
We?, mm, look
And everything I do is for her
Everything I?, hm-mm
And you know you're my mood, but
Mood, what a mood
You put it locked up,
but you still right back to Artist status
Thought I was sleepin' through,
but no matter what we still
countin' together
I love bein' rich, but I can miss
when we was poor together
Remember runnin' up in Raleigh
stealin' from stores together
I do cuttin' through traffic,
and all these foreigns better
You needed a shoulder to cry on,
so I bought this Chrome Heart sweater
(Chrome Heart sweater)
And I was fienin' for that pussy,
I made a whole song to get it
And they all gon' want that bitch
after they see Artist with her
I don't need no 808s to go crazy
I don't wanna be the one
that waste your time
You're the one that told me
not to let the money change me
Baby, every other million,
that shit crosses my mind
When you with me baby,
you don't need any AC
VVS up your body, feels just like ice
You know what it is outside
with my gang
We?, mm, look
And my heart's on fire
Why you tryna fight fire with fire?
You know I'm a big dawg
around my land
Should I charge these niggas
double just to ride the wave?
You love to ask me everythin',
but am I okay
I never ask you nothin',
'cause you get it your way
And Valentines the worst ways
Even worser than my birthdays,
Valentines the worst ways
Valentines the worst ways,
I love you in the worst way
I love you in the worst way,
like Valentines' the worst day
I still love you like your birthday
Candles blowin', blowin', all showin'
Left that nigga in the past,
and now you glowin', glowin',
glowin', glowin', yeah
Told you "Grow up", now you growin',
growin', growin', growin', ayy
I won't take responsibilities
for your glow up,
'cause you did it on your own
And it's a plus to have a nigga
like myself in your corner,
but you did it on your own
You did it on your own, girl,
you young, sassy, and grown
Baby young, flashy, and grown,
you did it on your own
Oh, yeah, yeah
Ayy, blow a tag, yeah,
blog a bag, yeah, yeah-yeah
Blow a big bag up in Saks,
when you mad, yeah
When you mad, yeah,
oh-yeah, oh-yeah, yeah