Yeah, yeah, uh
Uh, uhh-uh
Yeah, yeah
Well, what brings you to church this evenin'?
Fightin' love, fightin' hate or you're fightin' your demons?
Mama tried to talk to you, wouldn't kee-keep it
Sad story, if I had to shoot 'em bet it's Robert Horry
I know you can get comfortable with it
I hit the road and had to double up my digits (whoa)
My car is push-to-start, like, can you dig it?
Put it in the driveway, my key in your ignition
I know it get hot as hell
But you'll be a bad one, I wanna smoke some
I know it get hotter, yeah
I wanna smoke some (I wanna smoke some)
(Yeah)
Ooh, yeah
I wanna smoke some (I wanna smoke some)
Take me to your house and let me pour some (ooh)
Type of shit I gotta focus on
Heaven or Hell? It be a story to tell (yeah)
Sellin' the work, I had to push out the bales (whoa)
Me and my niggas, we steady dodgin' the 12 (uh-huh)
Dodgin' the jail, don't talk on the cell (yeah)
Lean in my orange soda, I'm Kenan and Kel (whoa)
Been in my own corners, I trap out the mail (uh-huh)
F*ck what you talkin' 'bout? And f*ck your lil' scale
I bet it's gon' sell, I bet it's gon' sell
It's whatever with the don, you know I'm leadin' the pack (uh)
You play around, I'll bet you won't get it back (uh)
I hit your bitch, I guess you won't get it back, uh
I wanna smoke some (I wanna smoke some)
(Yeah)
Ooh, yeah
I wanna smoke some
Take me to your house and let me pour some (ooh)
Type of shit I gotta focus on
Don Toliver - Heaven or Hell Album Lyrics
Don Toliver - Heaven or Hell Lyrics
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Mike G. Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Euphoria
Euphoria, I'm drownin' in euphoria
Drownin' in euphoria, euphoria
Sleep alone by my phone all the time
Check my phone, already knowin' it's dry
Fake friends and old hoes, they all bangin' my line
Tryna get the patience, but I have no time
Like a dead man walking
Try to speed time, 'cause I know you
Funny how they never care about the old you
I'ma blow up, that's what I'm 'posed to
After I blow up, act like I don't know you
Euphoria
I'm drownin' in euphoria
Drownin' in euphoria
Drownin' in euphoria
I pulled off, off the street (pulled off, pulled off)
Took two down, help me bleed (ooh)
Hate when I'm in that mode (in that mode)
I should pull up with the
That's too easy
You say something to leave me, but I'm not good at reachin'
I tried that reason
Secret lust, leave alone, then come back on this side
We both half high
Euphoria, tell me right now
If I can get high with you
Euphoria, ask me right now
And I'll tell you all the truth
Euphoria
I'm drownin' in euphoria
Drownin' in euphoria
Drownin' in euphoria
Seems like I came in time (seems like)
But I thought I could do better, babe
Think about you every day (seems like)
Just like a diamond, you shine (seems like)
Too many girls in other states
I wouldn't have told you anyway
I guess you've had enough (had enough)
I called you four times, I guess you mad or what? (Mad or)
And me bein' me, I guess I'm outspoken (yeah)
I leave all these girls around my house heartbroken
Euphoria, tell me right now
If I can get high for you
Euphoria, ask me right now
And I'll tell is all the truth
Euphoria
I'm drownin' in euphoria
Drownin' in euphoria, euphoria
Euphoria
Drownin' in euphoria, euphoria
Sleep alone by my phone all the time
Check my phone, already knowin' it's dry
Fake friends and old hoes, they all bangin' my line
Tryna get the patience, but I have no time
Like a dead man walking
Try to speed time, 'cause I know you
Funny how they never care about the old you
I'ma blow up, that's what I'm 'posed to
After I blow up, act like I don't know you
Euphoria
I'm drownin' in euphoria
Drownin' in euphoria
Drownin' in euphoria
I pulled off, off the street (pulled off, pulled off)
Took two down, help me bleed (ooh)
Hate when I'm in that mode (in that mode)
I should pull up with the
That's too easy
You say something to leave me, but I'm not good at reachin'
I tried that reason
Secret lust, leave alone, then come back on this side
We both half high
Euphoria, tell me right now
If I can get high with you
Euphoria, ask me right now
And I'll tell you all the truth
Euphoria
I'm drownin' in euphoria
Drownin' in euphoria
Drownin' in euphoria
Seems like I came in time (seems like)
But I thought I could do better, babe
Think about you every day (seems like)
Just like a diamond, you shine (seems like)
Too many girls in other states
I wouldn't have told you anyway
I guess you've had enough (had enough)
I called you four times, I guess you mad or what? (Mad or)
And me bein' me, I guess I'm outspoken (yeah)
I leave all these girls around my house heartbroken
Euphoria, tell me right now
If I can get high for you
Euphoria, ask me right now
And I'll tell is all the truth
Euphoria
I'm drownin' in euphoria
Drownin' in euphoria, euphoria
Euphoria
Writer: Caleb Toliver, D'kyla Woolen, Jacques Webster, Mike G. Dean, Oluwatoroti Oke
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Cardigan
I'm finna stand tall in it, I'm all in it (uh-uh)
You be on my back like a cardigan (cardigan)
Call her again, I'm in love with your friend (call her again)
We be doing dirt, you hide the evidence (evidence)
It's evident that you're ready to rock (ready to rock)
Hop up in my Jeep and put your pride to the side (pride to the side)
Go against the gang, you must be ready to hide (ready to hide)
Swangin' on the corner, bang my TEC 'til it pop (TEC 'til it pop)
I thought I was a goner, blessed to your honor
Burn marijuana, deep down in designer
Hotter than the sauna, I met her at Salata
Bought lil' baby Prada, she popped it for the dollar
Don't stick around, you should save yourself (save yourself)
But you can hit my phone if you need some help (needed some help)
Don't stick around, you should save yourself (save yourself)
But you can hit my my phone if you need some help (needed some help)
I'm finna stand tall in it, I'm all in it (uh-uh)
You be on my back like a cardigan (cardigan)
Call her again, I'm in love with your friend (call her again)
We be doing dirt, you hide the evidence (evidence)
It's evident that you ready to rock (ready to rock)
Hop up in my Jeep and put your pride to the side (pride to the side)
Go against the gang, you must be ready to hide (ready to hide)
Swangin' on the corner, bang my TEC 'til it pop (TEC 'til it pop)
I thought I was a goner, blessed to your honor
Burn marijuana, deep down in designer
Hotter than the sauna, I met her at Salata
Bought lil' baby Prada, she popped it for the dollar
Don't stick around, you should save yourself (save yourself)
But you can hit my phone if you need some help (needed some help)
Don't stick around, you should save yourself (save yourself)
But you can hit my my phone if you need some help (needed some help)
I'm finna stand tall- (tall)
I'm all- (all)
You be on my back like a cardigan (cardigan)
We be doing dirt, you hide the evidence (evidence)
Call (call)
I'm all- (all)
You be on my back like a cardigan
We be doing dirt, you hide the evidence
You be on my back like a cardigan (cardigan)
Call her again, I'm in love with your friend (call her again)
We be doing dirt, you hide the evidence (evidence)
It's evident that you're ready to rock (ready to rock)
Hop up in my Jeep and put your pride to the side (pride to the side)
Go against the gang, you must be ready to hide (ready to hide)
Swangin' on the corner, bang my TEC 'til it pop (TEC 'til it pop)
I thought I was a goner, blessed to your honor
Burn marijuana, deep down in designer
Hotter than the sauna, I met her at Salata
Bought lil' baby Prada, she popped it for the dollar
Don't stick around, you should save yourself (save yourself)
But you can hit my phone if you need some help (needed some help)
Don't stick around, you should save yourself (save yourself)
But you can hit my my phone if you need some help (needed some help)
I'm finna stand tall in it, I'm all in it (uh-uh)
You be on my back like a cardigan (cardigan)
Call her again, I'm in love with your friend (call her again)
We be doing dirt, you hide the evidence (evidence)
It's evident that you ready to rock (ready to rock)
Hop up in my Jeep and put your pride to the side (pride to the side)
Go against the gang, you must be ready to hide (ready to hide)
Swangin' on the corner, bang my TEC 'til it pop (TEC 'til it pop)
I thought I was a goner, blessed to your honor
Burn marijuana, deep down in designer
Hotter than the sauna, I met her at Salata
Bought lil' baby Prada, she popped it for the dollar
Don't stick around, you should save yourself (save yourself)
But you can hit my phone if you need some help (needed some help)
Don't stick around, you should save yourself (save yourself)
But you can hit my my phone if you need some help (needed some help)
I'm finna stand tall- (tall)
I'm all- (all)
You be on my back like a cardigan (cardigan)
We be doing dirt, you hide the evidence (evidence)
Call (call)
I'm all- (all)
You be on my back like a cardigan
We be doing dirt, you hide the evidence
Writer: Adam King Feeney, Caleb Zackary Toliver, Chris Kim, Mohamed Elkhalifa, Sonny Uwaezuoke
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
After Party
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi (Sonny Digital)
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Switchin' lanes and I'm seein' lights, you know I watch the curb
Smokin' weed, you know I'm gettin' high, you know it calm my nerves
Trappin' hard, pumpin' non-stop, the bag I had to earn
You can try, but you might fail again, you know you never learn
Came in with a bottle, I was trippin'
And I took a couple shots and now I'm dizzy
It got me burning up, burning up
Insides burning up, burning up (yeah)
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Uh, poppin' meds (uh) out in the meadows (yeah)
She like a little red (uh), in her stilettos (yeah)
Anytime you live (uh) out in the ghetto (yeah)
You try to duck the feds (uh), they need to let go
Came in with a bottle, I was trippin'
And I took a couple shots, it got me dizzy
It got me burning up, burning up
Insides burning up, burning up (yeah)
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up)
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up)
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi (Sonny Digital)
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Switchin' lanes and I'm seein' lights, you know I watch the curb
Smokin' weed, you know I'm gettin' high, you know it calm my nerves
Trappin' hard, pumpin' non-stop, the bag I had to earn
You can try, but you might fail again, you know you never learn
Came in with a bottle, I was trippin'
And I took a couple shots and now I'm dizzy
It got me burning up, burning up
Insides burning up, burning up (yeah)
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Uh, poppin' meds (uh) out in the meadows (yeah)
She like a little red (uh), in her stilettos (yeah)
Anytime you live (uh) out in the ghetto (yeah)
You try to duck the feds (uh), they need to let go
Came in with a bottle, I was trippin'
And I took a couple shots, it got me dizzy
It got me burning up, burning up
Insides burning up, burning up (yeah)
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up)
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up)
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up (okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Writer: Caleb Zackery Toliver, Sonny Corey Uwaezuoke
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wasted
(Cássio) Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh (yeah)
This is your time
Don't get that much time with me (get that much time)
This is your time (uh-huh), come speak your mind to me
Don't wa-wa-waste it (waste it, waste it)
Don't wa-wa-waste it (waste it, ohh-oh)
This is your time (yeah), don't get that much time with me
This is your time, come speak your mind to me
Don't wa-wa-waste it
But you wanna wa-wa-waste it (oh)
It's the truth, ain't nothin' new
You lying on me, you think that I am foolish
Made a right to the hills (hills)
And I ain't comin' down 'til it's Monday (yeah)
You roll it tight, smoker's delight (yeah)
And I won't let the drama kill my vibe, yeah (no)
When it's real, don't need no fix
It's always complicated when you here
Just got over it (oh-oh)
It's that obvious (it's that obvious)
You're sorry that you missed these words, yeah we take that (yeah)
But you wanna waste my time like you made that
Girl, this is your time
Don't get that much time with me (get that much time)
This is your time (uh-huh), come speak your mind to me
Don't wa-wa-waste it (waste it)
Don't wa-wa-waste it (waste it, ohh-oh)
This is your time (yeah)
Don't get that much time with me (get that much time)
This is your time, come speak your mind to me
Don't wa-wa-waste it
But you wanna wa-wa-waste it
I had to do a shimmy-shimmy-yeah-dy (shimmy-shimmy)
You like it when I pull up in that Audi (skrrt)
I got wax on top of wax, Mr. Miyagi ('Yagi)
I might pull up in that Porsche, it's looking froggy (froggy)
I got Eliantte ice and now I'm glidin' (Eliantte)
I got two hoes in my Jeep, they doin' powdy (yessir)
I got two big racks on me
High as I can be
Just got over it
It's that obvious (it's that obvious)
You're sorry that you missed these words, yeah we take that (yeah)
But you wanna waste my time like you made that
Girl, this is your time
Don't get that much time with me (get that much time)
This is your time (uh-huh), come speak your mind to me
Don't wa-wa-waste it (waste it)
Don't wa-wa-waste it (waste it, ohh-oh)
This is your time (yeah)
Don't get that much time with me (get that much time)
This is your time, come speak your mind to me
Don't wa-wa-waste it
But you wanna wa-wa-waste it
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh (yeah)
This is your time
Don't get that much time with me (get that much time)
This is your time (uh-huh), come speak your mind to me
Don't wa-wa-waste it (waste it, waste it)
Don't wa-wa-waste it (waste it, ohh-oh)
This is your time (yeah), don't get that much time with me
This is your time, come speak your mind to me
Don't wa-wa-waste it
But you wanna wa-wa-waste it (oh)
It's the truth, ain't nothin' new
You lying on me, you think that I am foolish
Made a right to the hills (hills)
And I ain't comin' down 'til it's Monday (yeah)
You roll it tight, smoker's delight (yeah)
And I won't let the drama kill my vibe, yeah (no)
When it's real, don't need no fix
It's always complicated when you here
Just got over it (oh-oh)
It's that obvious (it's that obvious)
You're sorry that you missed these words, yeah we take that (yeah)
But you wanna waste my time like you made that
Girl, this is your time
Don't get that much time with me (get that much time)
This is your time (uh-huh), come speak your mind to me
Don't wa-wa-waste it (waste it)
Don't wa-wa-waste it (waste it, ohh-oh)
This is your time (yeah)
Don't get that much time with me (get that much time)
This is your time, come speak your mind to me
Don't wa-wa-waste it
But you wanna wa-wa-waste it
I had to do a shimmy-shimmy-yeah-dy (shimmy-shimmy)
You like it when I pull up in that Audi (skrrt)
I got wax on top of wax, Mr. Miyagi ('Yagi)
I might pull up in that Porsche, it's looking froggy (froggy)
I got Eliantte ice and now I'm glidin' (Eliantte)
I got two hoes in my Jeep, they doin' powdy (yessir)
I got two big racks on me
High as I can be
Just got over it
It's that obvious (it's that obvious)
You're sorry that you missed these words, yeah we take that (yeah)
But you wanna waste my time like you made that
Girl, this is your time
Don't get that much time with me (get that much time)
This is your time (uh-huh), come speak your mind to me
Don't wa-wa-waste it (waste it)
Don't wa-wa-waste it (waste it, ohh-oh)
This is your time (yeah)
Don't get that much time with me (get that much time)
This is your time, come speak your mind to me
Don't wa-wa-waste it
But you wanna wa-wa-waste it
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Hans-Michael Dary-Nereus, Mike G. Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Cant Feel My Legs
I had to sit you down, to talk about it
It shows me a lot from your silence
You told all your friends that I'm violent
But you can quit the cap, know you lyin'
I had to beat it up, to stay inside
Your tears are happiness, they way you cry
I keep a couple Xans up in my ride
I know you want it all, but it's all mine
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my
Let me tell you 'bout a story, bought a couple of Xans
I was f*cking 'round in Houston, with a couple of fans
But excuse me, they was groupies, they was not in the plan
Either way we popped pills and we all held hands
I had to sit you down, to talk about it
It shows me a lot from your silence
You told all your friends that I'm violent
But you can quit the cap, know you lyin'
I had to beat it up, to stay inside
Your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I keep a couple Xans up in my ride
I know you want it all, but it's all mine
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my
I'm way too drunk (uh-huh)
I'm way too numb (yeah, yeah)
I'm gettin' that head (oh, oh)
This bitch goin' dumb (oh my)
Call your friends (brrt, brrt)
They can all get in (they can all get in)
Take a ride in my Benz
Take a ride through the ends
I had to sit you down, to talk about it
It shows me a lot from your silence
You told all your friends that I'm violent
But you can quit the cap, know you lyin'
I had to beat it up, to stay inside
Your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I keep a couple Xans up in my ride
I know you want it all, but it's all mine
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my
It shows me a lot from your silence
You told all your friends that I'm violent
But you can quit the cap, know you lyin'
I had to beat it up, to stay inside
Your tears are happiness, they way you cry
I keep a couple Xans up in my ride
I know you want it all, but it's all mine
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my
Let me tell you 'bout a story, bought a couple of Xans
I was f*cking 'round in Houston, with a couple of fans
But excuse me, they was groupies, they was not in the plan
Either way we popped pills and we all held hands
I had to sit you down, to talk about it
It shows me a lot from your silence
You told all your friends that I'm violent
But you can quit the cap, know you lyin'
I had to beat it up, to stay inside
Your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I keep a couple Xans up in my ride
I know you want it all, but it's all mine
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my
I'm way too drunk (uh-huh)
I'm way too numb (yeah, yeah)
I'm gettin' that head (oh, oh)
This bitch goin' dumb (oh my)
Call your friends (brrt, brrt)
They can all get in (they can all get in)
Take a ride in my Benz
Take a ride through the ends
I had to sit you down, to talk about it
It shows me a lot from your silence
You told all your friends that I'm violent
But you can quit the cap, know you lyin'
I had to beat it up, to stay inside
Your tears are happiness, the way you cry
I keep a couple Xans up in my ride
I know you want it all, but it's all mine
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my legs (legs)
I can't feel my
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Charles Ocansey, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Hans Michael Dary Nereus, Mike Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Candy
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Red bottoms under my feet (red bottoms, red bottoms under my)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet
Do the thing, do the thing, do the thing
I been there through it so you know I'm on game
Do the thing, do the thing, do the thing
I been there through it so you know I'm on game
Do the thing, do the thing, do the thing
I been there through it so you know I'm on game
Do the thing, do the thing, do the thing
I been there through it so you know I'm on game
I (do the thing)
I've been livin' a lie (do the thing, do the thing, do the thing)
Genocide
I (do the thing, do the thing, do the thing)
I've been living a lie (do the thing, do the thing, do the thing)
Genocide
Save your love, save your love
Save your love, yeah
Do it all yourself
Do it there, do it there
You do it there, there, uh
You live that life there, uh
I wanna show you, ooh
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Red bottoms under my feet (red-red bottoms under my)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet
I
I've been living a lie (lie, lie)
Genocide
I
I've been living a lie (living a lie)
Genocide
Save your love, save your love
Save your love, yeah
Do it all yourself
Save your love
Save your love, yeah
Do it all yourself (yourself, yourself)
(I)
(Candy couldn't be so sweet, my)
(Be so-, candy-candy, candy couldn't, sweet)
(Sweet, sweet, sweet, swee-sweet)
(Candy-candy couldn't be so sweet)
(Candy couldn't be so, candy-candy, red-red bottom)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uhhh
Uh-uh-uhh, uh-ohh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uhhh
Uh-uh-uhhh
I said, "Baby, you are too demanding"
Even all your accounts are now outstanding
Oh, I just can't take it anymore
Oh, I can't take it anymore
I said to you, "You're so demanding"
And even all your accounts are now outstanding
Oh, I can't take it anymore
Ooh, I can't take it anymore
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Red bottoms under my feet (red bottoms, red bottoms under my)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet
Do the thing, do the thing, do the thing
I been there through it so you know I'm on game
Do the thing, do the thing, do the thing
I been there through it so you know I'm on game
Do the thing, do the thing, do the thing
I been there through it so you know I'm on game
Do the thing, do the thing, do the thing
I been there through it so you know I'm on game
I (do the thing)
I've been livin' a lie (do the thing, do the thing, do the thing)
Genocide
I (do the thing, do the thing, do the thing)
I've been living a lie (do the thing, do the thing, do the thing)
Genocide
Save your love, save your love
Save your love, yeah
Do it all yourself
Do it there, do it there
You do it there, there, uh
You live that life there, uh
I wanna show you, ooh
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Red bottoms under my feet (red-red bottoms under my)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet (candy couldn't be so)
Candy couldn't be so sweet
I
I've been living a lie (lie, lie)
Genocide
I
I've been living a lie (living a lie)
Genocide
Save your love, save your love
Save your love, yeah
Do it all yourself
Save your love
Save your love, yeah
Do it all yourself (yourself, yourself)
(I)
(Candy couldn't be so sweet, my)
(Be so-, candy-candy, candy couldn't, sweet)
(Sweet, sweet, sweet, swee-sweet)
(Candy-candy couldn't be so sweet)
(Candy couldn't be so, candy-candy, red-red bottom)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uhhh
Uh-uh-uhh, uh-ohh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uhhh
Uh-uh-uhhh
I said, "Baby, you are too demanding"
Even all your accounts are now outstanding
Oh, I just can't take it anymore
Oh, I can't take it anymore
I said to you, "You're so demanding"
And even all your accounts are now outstanding
Oh, I can't take it anymore
Ooh, I can't take it anymore
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Jacques Webster, Mike G. Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Company
I missed havin' your company
Yeah, I'm doin' a lot but I got all this money (yessir, man)
You somethin' sweet, sweet just like that honey
When I get back, I need you up under me
Up under me, yeah (I miss havin' your company)
Speedin' fast from the plan (speedin' fast)
Better yet, I know your cure (know), yeah, I know your cure (know)
I thought you had enough (I thought you had)
Yeah, I thought you had enough (I thought you had enough)
See you on the 'Gram and you turnin' up (oh, turnin' up)
Bet your DMs goin' crazy, yeah, it's burnin' up (it's burnin' up)
It's a whole lotta niggas and you curvin' 'em
You might pull up in that Benz, gon' swerve on 'em (swerve)
Gon' swerve, left to right
Finna be a hell of a night (hell of a night)
Get it all right
Just get it all right (just get it all right)
Pull up, decide (pull up, pull up)
Stay up for the night (stay up, stay up)
Know you like to fly, you like to glide (know you like to fly, you like to)
Shoot it all, Bonnie and Clyde (shootin'-shootin' all, shootin' all)
Know you wanna stay on my side? (My side)
454, I pull up outside (lookin' for my ride, pull up)
Hell of a night (hell of a night)
This will be a, finna be a
Hell of a night (hell of a night), yeah
(I missed havin' your company)
(But I got all this money)
(Sweet just like that honey)
(When I get back, I need you up under me)
(I missed havin' your-)
Yeah, I'm doin' a lot but I got all this money (yessir, man)
You somethin' sweet, sweet just like that honey
When I get back, I need you up under me
Up under me, yeah (I miss havin' your company)
Speedin' fast from the plan (speedin' fast)
Better yet, I know your cure (know), yeah, I know your cure (know)
I thought you had enough (I thought you had)
Yeah, I thought you had enough (I thought you had enough)
See you on the 'Gram and you turnin' up (oh, turnin' up)
Bet your DMs goin' crazy, yeah, it's burnin' up (it's burnin' up)
It's a whole lotta niggas and you curvin' 'em
You might pull up in that Benz, gon' swerve on 'em (swerve)
Gon' swerve, left to right
Finna be a hell of a night (hell of a night)
Get it all right
Just get it all right (just get it all right)
Pull up, decide (pull up, pull up)
Stay up for the night (stay up, stay up)
Know you like to fly, you like to glide (know you like to fly, you like to)
Shoot it all, Bonnie and Clyde (shootin'-shootin' all, shootin' all)
Know you wanna stay on my side? (My side)
454, I pull up outside (lookin' for my ride, pull up)
Hell of a night (hell of a night)
This will be a, finna be a
Hell of a night (hell of a night), yeah
(I missed havin' your company)
(But I got all this money)
(Sweet just like that honey)
(When I get back, I need you up under me)
(I missed havin' your-)
Writer: Adam Feeney, Caleb Toliver, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Mike G. Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Had Enough
I know
I know you had enough
I know you had enough of me
But stay a while
I know you had enough of me
Get on down if you bad enough (bad enough)
You and all your friends hopped out that Bentley truck (yeah)
You doing your thing, baby live it up (live it up)
You showin' out and you don't give a f*ck (yeah)
It's the rodeo, gon' and touch your toes (touch your toes)
I might hit you from the back and that's as far as it goes (goes)
I done knocked 'em all down like some dominoes (dominoes)
She get money off that pussy and she climb the pole (yeah)
You got two choices, either Heaven or Hell, huh (you got two choices)
Meanwhile put that dope on the scale (brick or a bale), yeah
Meanwhile, bitch, I'm watching for twelve (uh, huh)
Prayin' to my God, I ain't goin' to jail
I know you had enough
I know you had enough of me
But stay a while
I know you had enough of me
Hey
Know you had enough (what?)
Lookin' like, "What the f*ck?" (Who?)
You can't trust, you think I'm in love with lust
She look possessed, gon' get it off your chest (hey)
She asked to read my texts (texts)
Lookin' in her eyes, she stressed (she stressed)
Shawty get wet like baguettes (baguettes)
Take off your gown and your dress (take it off)
She got C-cup, D-cup breast (D-cup)
She bird and she live in a nest (brrr)
I'ma swerve and get off at the exit (swerve)
The rock on her finger dyslexic (stupid)
Still get the money, I gotta protect it (protect it)
Bumped my head, but I never regret shit
All these bitches lying, wanna sex me (sex)
Eat it up tryna catch me (eat it up)
They want the dressing and the recipe (recipe)
I want the buns like the sesame (sesame, yeah)
And I can really tell that she love me (yup)
Overload on Chanel and make her weep (make her weep)
Know you had enough of the side piece (side)
Know you had enough, we drink like Vikings (purple)
Spike Lee, do the right thing (right)
But she can't get enough of the piping (pipe)
I know you had enough
Of me
But stay a while, girl
I know you had enough
Of me
I know you had enough
I know you had enough of me
But stay a while
I know you had enough of me
Get on down if you bad enough (bad enough)
You and all your friends hopped out that Bentley truck (yeah)
You doing your thing, baby live it up (live it up)
You showin' out and you don't give a f*ck (yeah)
It's the rodeo, gon' and touch your toes (touch your toes)
I might hit you from the back and that's as far as it goes (goes)
I done knocked 'em all down like some dominoes (dominoes)
She get money off that pussy and she climb the pole (yeah)
You got two choices, either Heaven or Hell, huh (you got two choices)
Meanwhile put that dope on the scale (brick or a bale), yeah
Meanwhile, bitch, I'm watching for twelve (uh, huh)
Prayin' to my God, I ain't goin' to jail
I know you had enough
I know you had enough of me
But stay a while
I know you had enough of me
Hey
Know you had enough (what?)
Lookin' like, "What the f*ck?" (Who?)
You can't trust, you think I'm in love with lust
She look possessed, gon' get it off your chest (hey)
She asked to read my texts (texts)
Lookin' in her eyes, she stressed (she stressed)
Shawty get wet like baguettes (baguettes)
Take off your gown and your dress (take it off)
She got C-cup, D-cup breast (D-cup)
She bird and she live in a nest (brrr)
I'ma swerve and get off at the exit (swerve)
The rock on her finger dyslexic (stupid)
Still get the money, I gotta protect it (protect it)
Bumped my head, but I never regret shit
All these bitches lying, wanna sex me (sex)
Eat it up tryna catch me (eat it up)
They want the dressing and the recipe (recipe)
I want the buns like the sesame (sesame, yeah)
And I can really tell that she love me (yup)
Overload on Chanel and make her weep (make her weep)
Know you had enough of the side piece (side)
Know you had enough, we drink like Vikings (purple)
Spike Lee, do the right thing (right)
But she can't get enough of the piping (pipe)
I know you had enough
Of me
But stay a while, girl
I know you had enough
Of me
Writer: Caleb Zackary Toliver, Ebony Oshunrinde, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Bryan Simmons, Leon Michels, Mike G. Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Spaceship
I get a lil' impatient (yeah)
Who steady copped the keys to my spaceship?
Sellin' all Alicia Keys, she on my playlist (yeah, yeah)
I am not receiving, you know I don't take shit
I, I, I spilled lean all in my ride (lean all in my ride)
Dumpin' ashes on your thigh (ashes on your thigh)
You might be ready for surprise, oh
I get a lil' impatient (yeah)
Who steady copped the keys to my spaceship?
Sellin' all Alicia Keys, she on my playlist (yeah, yeah)
I am not receiving, you know I don't take shit
I'm in my spaceship (whatever), getting that facelift (uh-huh)
L.a. Daytrip, I'm eating them rib tips
Call up the ref, I'm balling
Pouring it, so we're falling
Twenty-five hundred for the cardigan
Saint Laurent, my dawgs in
I get a little impatient
Who steady copped the keys to my spaceship?
Sellin' all Alicia Keys, she on my playlist
I am not receiving, you know I don't take shit
It's the new age flex, hoppin' out of the jet
Spend a ticket on Rolex, plus the ice on your neck
Buss it down and collect, send that money through text
You can hit me on my phone, you can call me direct
I, I, I spilled lean all in my ride
Dumpin' ashes on your thigh (yeah)
You might be ready for surprise, oh
Yeah, hotbox my SUV (bitch), nobody can breathe (at all)
I ain't never fear a thing (no), baby, in your dreams (dreams)
Sheck Wes, fear don't sleep (uh)
Air Force 1s, no crease (crease)
Someone arrest my jeans (Simmons)
Blunt lit in my face (face)
Diamonds in my teeth
Pick, um, the VVS
She ain't really got no meaning, uh
In a fast car, I'm speeding, uh
And I can't wait for no red light (red light)
If I'm chasing this green (go)
I need more M's than B's (B's)
Sheck and Don on a different time and payment
All my cars from Europe, his car from Avis
Every day I wake up, new whips hit the pavement
I had to watch my living
I don't know no limits at all, all, all
I get a lil' impatient (yeah, yeah)
Who steady copped the keys to my spaceship?
Sellin' all Alicia Keys, she on my playlist (yeah, yeah)
I am not receiving, you know I don't take shit
I, I, I spilled lean all in my ride (lean all in my ride)
Dumpin' ashes on your thigh (ashes on your thigh)
You might be ready for surprise, oh
Who steady copped the keys to my spaceship?
Sellin' all Alicia Keys, she on my playlist (yeah, yeah)
I am not receiving, you know I don't take shit
I, I, I spilled lean all in my ride (lean all in my ride)
Dumpin' ashes on your thigh (ashes on your thigh)
You might be ready for surprise, oh
I get a lil' impatient (yeah)
Who steady copped the keys to my spaceship?
Sellin' all Alicia Keys, she on my playlist (yeah, yeah)
I am not receiving, you know I don't take shit
I'm in my spaceship (whatever), getting that facelift (uh-huh)
L.a. Daytrip, I'm eating them rib tips
Call up the ref, I'm balling
Pouring it, so we're falling
Twenty-five hundred for the cardigan
Saint Laurent, my dawgs in
I get a little impatient
Who steady copped the keys to my spaceship?
Sellin' all Alicia Keys, she on my playlist
I am not receiving, you know I don't take shit
It's the new age flex, hoppin' out of the jet
Spend a ticket on Rolex, plus the ice on your neck
Buss it down and collect, send that money through text
You can hit me on my phone, you can call me direct
I, I, I spilled lean all in my ride
Dumpin' ashes on your thigh (yeah)
You might be ready for surprise, oh
Yeah, hotbox my SUV (bitch), nobody can breathe (at all)
I ain't never fear a thing (no), baby, in your dreams (dreams)
Sheck Wes, fear don't sleep (uh)
Air Force 1s, no crease (crease)
Someone arrest my jeans (Simmons)
Blunt lit in my face (face)
Diamonds in my teeth
Pick, um, the VVS
She ain't really got no meaning, uh
In a fast car, I'm speeding, uh
And I can't wait for no red light (red light)
If I'm chasing this green (go)
I need more M's than B's (B's)
Sheck and Don on a different time and payment
All my cars from Europe, his car from Avis
Every day I wake up, new whips hit the pavement
I had to watch my living
I don't know no limits at all, all, all
I get a lil' impatient (yeah, yeah)
Who steady copped the keys to my spaceship?
Sellin' all Alicia Keys, she on my playlist (yeah, yeah)
I am not receiving, you know I don't take shit
I, I, I spilled lean all in my ride (lean all in my ride)
Dumpin' ashes on your thigh (ashes on your thigh)
You might be ready for surprise, oh
Writer: Adam Feeney, Caleb Toliver, Khadimou Rassoul Cheikh Fal, Mike G. Dean, Sonny Corey Uwaezuoke
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
No Photos
Huh, huh, huh, huh (woo)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah)
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Two hoes (wait, wait)
I sent your girl back home in new clothes (yeah, yeah)
Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head low, low (yeah, yeah)
When I'm in the trap, I can't do no photos
I can't do no photos, I can't
Me and you, high mileage, don't tell 'em about it
The price is right, then I might buy it
Somewhere on the jet, I'm flyin'
F*ck 'em all, shawty cryin'
Officer, I got a stick in my boot
If you play around dumb
then a nigga might shoot (boom, boom, boom)
I can't be greedy, I know they need me
Cookin' up fettuccine
I got her in town eatin' tortellini
She a bad, bad, bad, hella bad, bad
Oh, you're gonna pay a big bag, come see me
3400, I was clipping up two-piece
Comin' up my idol was Gucci
You're kinda bad, oh yeah (oh)
You better go hide yourself (ohh-oh)
You're finna get high, oh yeah (high)
She do or die, oh yeah (ooh)
Get in the ride, oh yeah
Get in the ride, oh yeah
Time to get high, oh yeah
Time to get high, oh yeah
Huh, huh, huh, huh (woo)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah)
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Two hoes (wait, wait)
I sent your girl back home in new clothes (yeah, yeah)
Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head low, low (yeah, yeah)
When I'm in the trap, I can't do no photos
I can't do no photos, I can't
Me and you, high mileage
don't tell 'em about it
The price is right, then I might buy it
Somewhere on the jet, I'm flyin'
Savage love, I know you high, high, high
Switched out her clothes then I told her, "Bye, bye, bye"
Eat her clean like a cheesecake
She ain't f*ckin' with him, he a cheapskate (uh-huh)
Have your ho signin' up for the sweepstakes
I done ran through the lane with the heatwave
Got two in the cut, need to behave
Ha, yes, uh, I run up my check
I need that head on the freeway
Ah, yes, damn, I'm doin' my best (doin' my best)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (woo)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah)
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Two hoes (wait, wait)
I sent your girl back home in new clothes (yeah, yeah)
Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head low, low (yeah, yeah)
When I'm in the trap, I can't do no photos
I can't do no photos, I can't
Huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah)
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Two hoes (wait, wait)
I sent your girl back home in new clothes (yeah, yeah)
Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head low, low (yeah, yeah)
When I'm in the trap, I can't do no photos
I can't do no photos, I can't
Me and you, high mileage, don't tell 'em about it
The price is right, then I might buy it
Somewhere on the jet, I'm flyin'
F*ck 'em all, shawty cryin'
Officer, I got a stick in my boot
If you play around dumb
then a nigga might shoot (boom, boom, boom)
I can't be greedy, I know they need me
Cookin' up fettuccine
I got her in town eatin' tortellini
She a bad, bad, bad, hella bad, bad
Oh, you're gonna pay a big bag, come see me
3400, I was clipping up two-piece
Comin' up my idol was Gucci
You're kinda bad, oh yeah (oh)
You better go hide yourself (ohh-oh)
You're finna get high, oh yeah (high)
She do or die, oh yeah (ooh)
Get in the ride, oh yeah
Get in the ride, oh yeah
Time to get high, oh yeah
Time to get high, oh yeah
Huh, huh, huh, huh (woo)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah)
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Two hoes (wait, wait)
I sent your girl back home in new clothes (yeah, yeah)
Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head low, low (yeah, yeah)
When I'm in the trap, I can't do no photos
I can't do no photos, I can't
Me and you, high mileage
don't tell 'em about it
The price is right, then I might buy it
Somewhere on the jet, I'm flyin'
Savage love, I know you high, high, high
Switched out her clothes then I told her, "Bye, bye, bye"
Eat her clean like a cheesecake
She ain't f*ckin' with him, he a cheapskate (uh-huh)
Have your ho signin' up for the sweepstakes
I done ran through the lane with the heatwave
Got two in the cut, need to behave
Ha, yes, uh, I run up my check
I need that head on the freeway
Ah, yes, damn, I'm doin' my best (doin' my best)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (woo)
Huh, huh, huh, huh (yeah)
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Two hoes (wait, wait)
I sent your girl back home in new clothes (yeah, yeah)
Dodgin' paparazzi, keep that head low, low (yeah, yeah)
When I'm in the trap, I can't do no photos
I can't do no photos, I can't
Writer: Caleb Zackery Toliver, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
No Idea
I know, I know, I know that you're drunk (yeah)
Tell me what you want after this club (oh)
You know I get nasty (know I get nasty)
Uber ride to my house, called a taxi (Uber ride to my house, yeah)
I'm picky with my women, I'm deciding (oh)
Call me to your crib and I'm sliding (yeah)
I'm picky with my women, I'm deciding (oh)
Call me to your crib and I'm sliding (call me to your crib and I'm)
First things first let me get that introduction (let me get that intro)
We on a long road to self destruction (self destruction)
You were so in love, you weren't gon' tell me nothing (you were so in love)
Let me get this clear (uh, huh), 'cause I had no idea (yeah)
Feeling like I did too much (much)
I'm feeling like I did too much (much)
Well let's get naughtier (naughtier), I mean naughtier (naughtier)
I'm feeling like I did too much (much)
I'm feeling like I did too much (much)
Yeah, let's party (yeah), I mean all year (aw yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
First things first let me get that introduction
We on a long road to self destruction
You were so in love, you weren't gon' tell me nothing
Let me get this clear 'cause I had no idea
Feeling like I did too much (much)
I'm feeling like I did too much (much)
Well let's get naughtier (Naughtier), I mean naughtier (naughtier)
I'm feeling like I did too much (much)
I'm feeling like I did too much (much)
Yeah, let's party (yeah), I mean all year (aw yeah)
Since you've been gone, I've been just okay
I know you mad, you didn't see it my way
Since I've been gone, I've been out of space
I let love shawty, come here, take your place
Ooh, you got it (got it)
You couldn't keep my love, you too exciting (couldn't keep my love, yeah)
You want a paper plane, I don't mind (want a paper plane, yeah)
You wonder why your girl, always smiling (wonder why your girl, yeah)
Tell me what you want after this club (oh)
You know I get nasty (know I get nasty)
Uber ride to my house, called a taxi (Uber ride to my house, yeah)
I'm picky with my women, I'm deciding (oh)
Call me to your crib and I'm sliding (yeah)
I'm picky with my women, I'm deciding (oh)
Call me to your crib and I'm sliding (call me to your crib and I'm)
First things first let me get that introduction (let me get that intro)
We on a long road to self destruction (self destruction)
You were so in love, you weren't gon' tell me nothing (you were so in love)
Let me get this clear (uh, huh), 'cause I had no idea (yeah)
Feeling like I did too much (much)
I'm feeling like I did too much (much)
Well let's get naughtier (naughtier), I mean naughtier (naughtier)
I'm feeling like I did too much (much)
I'm feeling like I did too much (much)
Yeah, let's party (yeah), I mean all year (aw yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
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First things first let me get that introduction
We on a long road to self destruction
You were so in love, you weren't gon' tell me nothing
Let me get this clear 'cause I had no idea
Feeling like I did too much (much)
I'm feeling like I did too much (much)
Well let's get naughtier (Naughtier), I mean naughtier (naughtier)
I'm feeling like I did too much (much)
I'm feeling like I did too much (much)
Yeah, let's party (yeah), I mean all year (aw yeah)
Since you've been gone, I've been just okay
I know you mad, you didn't see it my way
Since I've been gone, I've been out of space
I let love shawty, come here, take your place
Ooh, you got it (got it)
You couldn't keep my love, you too exciting (couldn't keep my love, yeah)
You want a paper plane, I don't mind (want a paper plane, yeah)
You wonder why your girl, always smiling (wonder why your girl, yeah)
Writer: Caleb Zackery Toliver, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Heaven or Hell is the debut studio album by American singer and rapper Don Toliver. It was released on March 13, 2020, by Cactus Jack Records, Atlantic Records and We Run It Entertainment. The album features guest appearances by Travis Scott, Kaash Paige, Quavo and Offset from Migos, and Sheck Wes. It also contains production from high-profile record producers, mainly from WondaGurl and Mike Dean, as well as Sonny Digital, Frank Dukes, and Cubeatz, among others.
Heaven or Hell was supported by four singles: "No Idea", "Can't Feel My Legs", "Had Enough" and "After Party". "No Idea" became his highest-charting single on the US Billboard Hot 100, peaking at number 43. The album received generally positive reviews from music critics and was a commercial success. It debuted at number seven on the US Billboard 200 chart, earning 44,000 album-equivalent units in its first week.
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Don ToliverHeaven or Hell was supported by four singles: "No Idea", "Can't Feel My Legs", "Had Enough" and "After Party". "No Idea" became his highest-charting single on the US Billboard Hot 100, peaking at number 43. The album received generally positive reviews from music critics and was a commercial success. It debuted at number seven on the US Billboard 200 chart, earning 44,000 album-equivalent units in its first week.
Genre(s): Hip hop, trap, R&B
Producer(s): Cash Passion, Cássio, Cubeatz, Cvre, El Michels, Frank Dukes, Forthenight, Freakey, Mido, Mike Dean, Nkenge 1x, Nils, Sonic Major, Sonny Digital, TM88, Travis Scott, WondaGurl
Length: 36:30
Released: March 13th, 2020
Year: 2020