[00:00.000] 作词 : David Ezeokonkwo/Ian Cohen
[00:00.846] 作曲 : David Ezeokonkwo/Ian Cohen
[00:01.692] [Intro]
[00:06.748] You know it's all
[00:08.635] Woo, woah (You know what we doin')
[00:11.144] Oh yeah (Why you asking?)
[00:11.863]
[00:12.018] [Chorus]
[00:12.817] I do this for all of the niggas that showed me love (Yeah)
[00:13.745] I do this for all of the women that took me in, that motherly love (Yeah, woo)
[00:17.160] I spill my heart 'round these instrumentals, talkin' 'bout love (Huh, uh-huh)
[00:20.769] Tried cryin' to God, but I didn't hear nobody talkin' above (Talkin' above)
[00:24.097] What the **** would a lil' ass nigga like me know about love?
[00:27.876] I know I gotta give you some in exchange for that, girl, you tryna steal my trust, huh (Tryna steal my trust)
[00:31.986] Tryna' get your wings in, tryna' do it all with the lust, huh (Woah, woah)
[00:35.093] If I could fly for the day, I would head up straight to the sun, yeah
[00:38.495]
[00:38.646] [Verse]
[00:38.862] I shoot for the moon, my head stuck up in the clouds, I never was done, huh
[00:42.214] Text me, "What you doin'?" I'll fly to you, girl, right now, we switchin' the times up
[00:45.901] How I got all this shit right now? I got bags on bags, all lined up
[00:49.267] Cash, we havin' to count it up
[00:51.091] Got sticks, can't catch on the camera
[00:52.695] Hoes on me, and I'm all familiar, I thought they were familiar
[00:56.072] I'm tryna stay out of the drama and all of the cappin' and all of the weird stuff
[00:59.672] Nigga done had his heart ripped out too many times, I'm still tryna heal up
[01:03.293] They don't feel us, but they call us the bad guy, how is that still love?
[01:06.727] Let me think, young nigga back in his bag, and now it's real lovin'
[01:10.269] Givenchy Paris on me, stick got 'em saggin' down, and it's real lower
[01:13.727] **** it, I'm out in the jeans, my tongue got some molly, now it's real lovin', huh
[01:17.447] I got the ammo with me, sticks out, it's three of 'em
[01:21.093] Got the sticks out, got the AK, Draco', you gon' send all of 'em
[01:24.773] I'm on the with a on me
[01:26.248] I'm with the good shit, not the runners
[01:28.443] The way that I talk I could pop a hunnid
[01:30.305] Pop the cash out, spray it all, hell yeah, now we talkin' numbers
[01:35.224] Talkin' a lot, but we ain't really talkin' too much
[01:38.948] Just leave me a lot, love me a lot
[01:40.907] I gotta give them
[01:42.238]
[01:42.433] [Bridge]
[01:42.652] Woah
[01:48.317] You gotta give me a promise, ho (Ooh)
[01:49.697] You gotta swear not to turn your back when shit get tough, be honest, huh (Yeah-yeah-yeah) (Ooh)
[01:53.251] I done did all the drugs, baby, and you tryna be my sponsor (Yeah-yeah-yeah) (Ooh)
[01:56.796] Please don't play around with my heart, shit breaking, be responsible (Ooh, ooh, c'mon)
[02:06.244] You'll be responsible (You know it)
[02:09.696] I know you wanted to (To)
[02:13.301] I'm tryna keep it true, ooh
[02:15.873]
[02:16.078] [Chorus]
[02:16.273] Yeah, (Why you asking?) I do this for all of the niggas that showed me love (Yeah)
[02:19.153] I do this for all of the women that took me in, that motherly love (Yeah)
[02:22.262] I spill my heart 'round these instrumentals, talkin' 'bout love
[02:25.647] Tried cryin' to God, but I didn't hear nobody talkin' above (Talkin' above)
[02:29.502] What the **** would a lil' ass nigga like me know about love?
[02:32.961] I know I gotta give you some in exchange for that, girl, you tryna' steal my trust, huh (Steal my trust)
[02:36.853] Tryna get your wings in, tryna' do it all with the lust, huh (Woah, woah)
[02:40.417] If I could fly for the day, I would head up straight to the sun, yeah
[02:43.388]
[02:43.682] [Outro]
[02:45.669] (Woo)
[02:48.310] If I could fly for the day, I would head up straight to the sun, ho
[02:51.736] (I shoot for the moon, my head stuck up in the-) Head up straight to your sun, ho
[02:55.714] Shoot in the head, head up straight to the sun, bitch
[02:59.310] Yeah (And I already know what they told me, they told me not to fall in love with, but I said shut the **** up, nigga)
[03:06.824] Yeah, yeah, yeah

作词 : David Ezeokonkwo/Ian Cohen
作曲 : David Ezeokonkwo/Ian Cohen

You know it's all
Woo, woah (You know what we doin')
Oh yeah (Why you asking?)

I do this for all of the niggas that showed me love (Yeah)
I do this for all of the women that took me in, that motherly love (Yeah, woo)
I spill my heart 'round these instrumentals, talkin' 'bout love (Huh, uh-huh)
Tried cryin' to God, but I didn't hear nobody talkin' above (Talkin' above)
What the **** would a lil' ass nigga like me know about love?
I know I gotta give you some in exchange for that, girl, you tryna steal my trust, huh (Tryna steal my trust)
Tryna' get your wings in, tryna' do it all with the lust, huh (Woah, woah)
If I could fly for the day, I would head up straight to the sun, yeah

I shoot for the moon, my head stuck up in the clouds, I never was done, huh
Text me, "What you doin'?" I'll fly to you, girl, right now, we switchin' the times up
How I got all this shit right now? I got bags on bags, all lined up
Cash, we havin' to count it up
Got sticks, can't catch on the camera
Hoes on me, and I'm all familiar, I thought they were familiar
I'm tryna stay out of the drama and all of the cappin' and all of the weird stuff
Nigga done had his heart ripped out too many times, I'm still tryna heal up
They don't feel us, but they call us the bad guy, how is that still love?
Let me think, young nigga back in his bag, and now it's real lovin'
Givenchy Paris on me, stick got 'em saggin' down, and it's real lower
**** it, I'm out in the jeans, my tongue got some molly, now it's real lovin', huh
I got the ammo with me, sticks out, it's three of 'em
Got the sticks out, got the AK, Draco', you gon' send all of 'em
I'm on the with a on me
I'm with the good shit, not the runners
The way that I talk I could pop a hunnid
Pop the cash out, spray it all, hell yeah, now we talkin' numbers
Talkin' a lot, but we ain't really talkin' too much
Just leave me a lot, love me a lot
I gotta give them

Woah
You gotta give me a promise, ho (Ooh)
You gotta swear not to turn your back when shit get tough, be honest, huh (Yeah-yeah-yeah) (Ooh)
I done did all the drugs, baby, and you tryna be my sponsor (Yeah-yeah-yeah) (Ooh)
Please don't play around with my heart, shit breaking, be responsible (Ooh, ooh, c'mon)
You'll be responsible (You know it)
I know you wanted to (To)
I'm tryna keep it true, ooh

Yeah, (Why you asking?) I do this for all of the niggas that showed me love (Yeah)
I do this for all of the women that took me in, that motherly love (Yeah)
I spill my heart 'round these instrumentals, talkin' 'bout love
Tried cryin' to God, but I didn't hear nobody talkin' above (Talkin' above)
What the **** would a lil' ass nigga like me know about love?
I know I gotta give you some in exchange for that, girl, you tryna' steal my trust, huh (Steal my trust)
Tryna get your wings in, tryna' do it all with the lust, huh (Woah, woah)
If I could fly for the day, I would head up straight to the sun, yeah

(Woo)
If I could fly for the day, I would head up straight to the sun, ho
(I shoot for the moon, my head stuck up in the-) Head up straight to your sun, ho
Shoot in the head, head up straight to the sun, bitch
Yeah (And I already know what they told me, they told me not to fall in love with, but I said shut the **** up, nigga)
Yeah, yeah, yeah