Where did the day go?
I never get to see you
And I never get to feel you, ooh
An ocean between us
The feeling below us
Watch as the distance
Leads to the fallout
The sun is settin' now
Somewhere in the back of your mind
The leaves are fallin' down
And I cling to the vine
Where did the day go?
I never get to see you
I never get to feel you, ooh
Uh, damn, youngin', where have you been? Swear it been a minute
On a late flight from Dallas, on the way back to the city
Tryna balance out my life, I been so booked and busy
Disconnected from the trenches, but my heart forever in it
I'm still in this motherf*cker with the ones I started with
I don't need no brand-new friends, only partnerships
I don't want no fairy tale Instagram model chick
I don't have the time for the party and the arguin'
'Member them small clubs? Hole in the wall clubs
Five-hundred-dollar backends in all dubs
These days, it ain't the same, everything done changed
Youngin' get up on stage, seven-fifty for his pain
At the basketball arena, but they here for the Wave
This motherf*cker packed like a playoff game
All the women in my life could easily feel a distance
What's the point of havin' my heart if my mind busy?
All these niggas claimin' it's love, but I don't get it
I don't never ever feel love, only tension
Used to look up to rappers, but arrivin' what did it
Ain't no friends in this business, cutthroat competition
Lot of niggas get inside this position and lose the vision
So I'm focused more than ever, been grindin' like we ain't winnin'
I was stuck inside that bottom with problems, gettin' evicted
Now it's back-to-back tours two summers for sixty million
Where did the day go? (Alright)
I never get to see you (alright)
I never get to feel you (uh, alright), ooh, ooh
Where did the day go?
I never get to see you
I never get to feel you, ooh, ooh
Rod Wave - Nostalgia Album Lyrics
Rod Wave - Nostalgia Lyrics
Writer: Kelly Zutrau, Lee Speight, Rodarius Green
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Long Journey
Mhm
Look, look
Rollin' up back to back, got the smoke in my lungs
Young nigga on the block with his hand on his gun (grrah)
One up top, 'cause they prepared where I'm from
Let your nuts drop, you can't be scared where I'm from
Fast forward, grandma, pray for your baby (pray for your baby)
Mama, look at your son, I finally made it
That rap shit you hated takin' me places
My life been so crazy, just a lil' teenager
I never thought that I could take it from out of my hood
I know they thought I was crazy, just misunderstood (misunderstood)
I swear I love goin' on tour, the feelin' is good
If I could wrap my arms around this memory, man, I would
'Cause when I'm fresh off the road, my heart start breakin'
I don't know where to go, young, rich, lost, and famous
I'm in love with miss lady, but I just can't take it
Every day, I been prayin' I become more patient
And I know the sayin', more money, more problems, nah
More money, more people with they money problems lookin' for you to solve 'em
But I thank God for the dough, tell 'em fifty for a show
And I see niggas hatin', but God watchin'
Gotta stay prayed up, my God got me
Life ain't easy, but every day, it's a blessing
This life that I'm living, sometimes it's wild and hectic (yes, it is)
It's hectic, but-
Dear God, I thank You for (I thank You)
Everything You gave to us, uh
You kept them devils away from us, uh
And You finally made a way for us, so I say
Dear God, I thank You for (I thank You)
Everything You gave to us, uh
You kept them devils away from us, uh
And You finally made a way for us, I say
You finally made a way (yeah, yeah)
Finally made a way, yeah, finally made a way
Finally made a way, You finally made a way
Finally made a way, You finally made a way, yeah
(Finally made a way, made a way, made a way)
Uh, yeah, yeah
(Dear God, I thank you for)
And I finally made a way
I come from nothin', you heard me?
So much come with this shit, but (thank You, God, for makin' a way for us)
I take everything that come with this shit, man, young nigga, man (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'ma still get this paper, you know?
You hate me, then f*ck you (finally made a way for me)
Grrah (finally made a way)
(F-Finally made a way)
Dear God, I thank You for (finally made a way)
Everything You gave to us (finally made a way)
You kept them devils away from us (finally made a way)
And You finally made a way for us, so I say (finally made a way)
Dear God, I thank You for
Everything You gave to us
You kept them devils away from us (kept them devils away)
And You finally made a way for us (kept them devils away)
Dear God, I thank you for (oh, thank you, Lord)
Everything you gave to us (thank You, God, for giving us everything)
You kept them devils away from us (everything we need)
And You finally made a way for us, so I say
Dear God, I thank you for
Everything You gave to us, uh
You kept them devils away from us, uh
And You finally made a way for us (oh)
Look, look
Rollin' up back to back, got the smoke in my lungs
Young nigga on the block with his hand on his gun (grrah)
One up top, 'cause they prepared where I'm from
Let your nuts drop, you can't be scared where I'm from
Fast forward, grandma, pray for your baby (pray for your baby)
Mama, look at your son, I finally made it
That rap shit you hated takin' me places
My life been so crazy, just a lil' teenager
I never thought that I could take it from out of my hood
I know they thought I was crazy, just misunderstood (misunderstood)
I swear I love goin' on tour, the feelin' is good
If I could wrap my arms around this memory, man, I would
'Cause when I'm fresh off the road, my heart start breakin'
I don't know where to go, young, rich, lost, and famous
I'm in love with miss lady, but I just can't take it
Every day, I been prayin' I become more patient
And I know the sayin', more money, more problems, nah
More money, more people with they money problems lookin' for you to solve 'em
But I thank God for the dough, tell 'em fifty for a show
And I see niggas hatin', but God watchin'
Gotta stay prayed up, my God got me
Life ain't easy, but every day, it's a blessing
This life that I'm living, sometimes it's wild and hectic (yes, it is)
It's hectic, but-
Dear God, I thank You for (I thank You)
Everything You gave to us, uh
You kept them devils away from us, uh
And You finally made a way for us, so I say
Dear God, I thank You for (I thank You)
Everything You gave to us, uh
You kept them devils away from us, uh
And You finally made a way for us, I say
You finally made a way (yeah, yeah)
Finally made a way, yeah, finally made a way
Finally made a way, You finally made a way
Finally made a way, You finally made a way, yeah
(Finally made a way, made a way, made a way)
Uh, yeah, yeah
(Dear God, I thank you for)
And I finally made a way
I come from nothin', you heard me?
So much come with this shit, but (thank You, God, for makin' a way for us)
I take everything that come with this shit, man, young nigga, man (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I'ma still get this paper, you know?
You hate me, then f*ck you (finally made a way for me)
Grrah (finally made a way)
(F-Finally made a way)
Dear God, I thank You for (finally made a way)
Everything You gave to us (finally made a way)
You kept them devils away from us (finally made a way)
And You finally made a way for us, so I say (finally made a way)
Dear God, I thank You for
Everything You gave to us
You kept them devils away from us (kept them devils away)
And You finally made a way for us (kept them devils away)
Dear God, I thank you for (oh, thank you, Lord)
Everything you gave to us (thank You, God, for giving us everything)
You kept them devils away from us (everything we need)
And You finally made a way for us, so I say
Dear God, I thank you for
Everything You gave to us, uh
You kept them devils away from us, uh
And You finally made a way for us (oh)
Writer: Rodarius Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Call Your Friends
Mm, I been up for three nights tryna plan out my life
I been livin' so wrong but I just wanna do right
It's like I did her so wrong but wanted her to be my wife
Wanna pack up my clothes, my kids and catch us a flight
They gettin' older
I never wanted them to know how it feel to come from a broken home
My fault, guess I did it all wrong
Park the Rolls truck, ain't drove that thing in a minute
I don't even know why I bought it, really hate the attention
I said it was the look on my mama face when I did it
But really it was my pride, ready to say it ain't rented
Can't get lost in the sauce, caught in money competitions
What's the point of an Instagram image when you got millions for real?
You really got them millions for real
Seven in the mornin', my shit buzzin' and bangin'
All day my phone ring, ever since I been famous
Everybody got the perfect scheme to get us some paper
Tryna make it seem it's best for me and it ain't no favor
If it wasn't for favors, they'll never call you
Sometimes I need someone to talk to
Sometimes this life can be confusing
Call your friends and ask how they doin'
I'm coolin', most days I just be coolin'
Everybody got they own life and they own problems
This life's too short for grudges, call 'em
To the girl who got my heart forever, open my line
To my niggas down the road, one call at a time
My phone never ring to see if I'm doing fine
Even though I be so caught up on the grind
Could you call me if I ever cross your mind?
Do I ever cross your mind?
If I ever cross your mind
Call me if I ever cross your mind
Do I ever cross your mind?
If I ever cross your mind
Please, call me
I been livin' so wrong but I just wanna do right
It's like I did her so wrong but wanted her to be my wife
Wanna pack up my clothes, my kids and catch us a flight
They gettin' older
I never wanted them to know how it feel to come from a broken home
My fault, guess I did it all wrong
Park the Rolls truck, ain't drove that thing in a minute
I don't even know why I bought it, really hate the attention
I said it was the look on my mama face when I did it
But really it was my pride, ready to say it ain't rented
Can't get lost in the sauce, caught in money competitions
What's the point of an Instagram image when you got millions for real?
You really got them millions for real
Seven in the mornin', my shit buzzin' and bangin'
All day my phone ring, ever since I been famous
Everybody got the perfect scheme to get us some paper
Tryna make it seem it's best for me and it ain't no favor
If it wasn't for favors, they'll never call you
Sometimes I need someone to talk to
Sometimes this life can be confusing
Call your friends and ask how they doin'
I'm coolin', most days I just be coolin'
Everybody got they own life and they own problems
This life's too short for grudges, call 'em
To the girl who got my heart forever, open my line
To my niggas down the road, one call at a time
My phone never ring to see if I'm doing fine
Even though I be so caught up on the grind
Could you call me if I ever cross your mind?
Do I ever cross your mind?
If I ever cross your mind
Call me if I ever cross your mind
Do I ever cross your mind?
If I ever cross your mind
Please, call me
Writer: Bryan Austin Beachley, Evan McCoy, Jack William Landers, Rodarius Green, Ryan Bevolo
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
HG4
With the hand I was dealt, they probably thought that I'd be dead or in jail
Where I'm from, every day feel hotter than hell
Still gotta keep your heater when it's hot, I tell you (Yo, Keyz)
'Cause you don't wanna be stressed out in a hundred-degree weather
People love to talk down, say my name, but they don't know a thing
Every day, I'm thankin' God that my lifestyle changed
Every time I missed the bus, I walked to school in the rain
Know you love to hear my song, but is you feelin' my pain?
I used to log on the 'Book, see RIPs, man, this shit here ain't safe
I grabbed my tool and grabbed my books, we strapped down every day
Fatz say he ain't got no opps, so give me your flame
He crazy, cocked it back, then banged it 'fore he play with my name
I love to rap, but gettin' attention was my biggest of fears
This rap shit was just my dream, but I'm finally here
Soon as I bumped into the millions, bought my sister a whip
She used to let me borrow her bike to go hit me a lick
Remember my bed had bugs, so I slept on the floor
Take my pain out with that poker, go and kick me a door
In the 'partments with my partner, his grandma say I'm a demon
At the gas station, waitin', plottin', and schemin'
And I thought that my heart was in the trenches forever
My other partner killed his partner, changed my whole perspective
We all got twenty-four hours and one life to maintain
So get up off your ass, nigga, go-
It's all about grindin', f*ck perfect timin'
F*ck maintainin', get rich or die tryin'
When it's you against the world, your back against the wall
You're down on your luck, tell me who can you call?
Your ho keep complainin', bitch won't shut the f*ck up
Get the f*ck out my face and shut the f*ck up
Tell me who could I call when I was f*cked up?
Tell me who can you call when you're f*cked up? (Uh)
Where I'm from, every day feel hotter than hell
Still gotta keep your heater when it's hot, I tell you (Yo, Keyz)
'Cause you don't wanna be stressed out in a hundred-degree weather
People love to talk down, say my name, but they don't know a thing
Every day, I'm thankin' God that my lifestyle changed
Every time I missed the bus, I walked to school in the rain
Know you love to hear my song, but is you feelin' my pain?
I used to log on the 'Book, see RIPs, man, this shit here ain't safe
I grabbed my tool and grabbed my books, we strapped down every day
Fatz say he ain't got no opps, so give me your flame
He crazy, cocked it back, then banged it 'fore he play with my name
I love to rap, but gettin' attention was my biggest of fears
This rap shit was just my dream, but I'm finally here
Soon as I bumped into the millions, bought my sister a whip
She used to let me borrow her bike to go hit me a lick
Remember my bed had bugs, so I slept on the floor
Take my pain out with that poker, go and kick me a door
In the 'partments with my partner, his grandma say I'm a demon
At the gas station, waitin', plottin', and schemin'
And I thought that my heart was in the trenches forever
My other partner killed his partner, changed my whole perspective
We all got twenty-four hours and one life to maintain
So get up off your ass, nigga, go-
It's all about grindin', f*ck perfect timin'
F*ck maintainin', get rich or die tryin'
When it's you against the world, your back against the wall
You're down on your luck, tell me who can you call?
Your ho keep complainin', bitch won't shut the f*ck up
Get the f*ck out my face and shut the f*ck up
Tell me who could I call when I was f*cked up?
Tell me who can you call when you're f*cked up? (Uh)
Writer: Rodarius Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Come See Me
(I don't know if you love me anymore)
(I don't know if you love me like before)
(Just tell me when to let go)
(Baby, tell me when to let go)
(Desirez on the beat)
(I don't know if you love me anymore)
(I don't know)
Look, look, mm
My mama told me to make it work
But Usher told me to let it burn
I used to see you call my phone and get butterflies
These days my stomach turn
I don't know why I think about you all the time
I was hopin' this is love and you ain't just down for the ride
Tell me what could make a grown man lay down and cry?
Maybe what he thought was real love, he watched die
Problems drive me insane, shit been wreckin' my brain
I've been poppin' these Percocets to cope with the pain
Everyone think the root of my problem is a broken heart
But ever since a juvenile, I been lonely and lost (yeah)
And you know when you met me, I didn't do drugs at all (at all)
But got a dose of your love, hooked like Fentanyl (Fentanyl)
They say the later you wait to quit, the harder you fall (you fall)
You took me to your mountain tip and then you threw me off
And then you threw me off
Oh, and then you threw me off
Threw me off (Desirez on the beat)
Last night, I was so high, almost jumped out of the window
Last night, I was so high, almost jumped out of the window
And my love's all yours, it's all yours from a distance
I was thinkin', if you ever need me, come see me
Uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Last night, I was so high, almost jumped out of the window
Last night, I was so high, almost jumped out of the window
And my love's all yours, it's all yours from a distance
I was thinkin', if you ever need me, come see me
Uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
(I don't know if you love me like before)
(Just tell me when to let go)
(Baby, tell me when to let go)
(Desirez on the beat)
(I don't know if you love me anymore)
(I don't know)
Look, look, mm
My mama told me to make it work
But Usher told me to let it burn
I used to see you call my phone and get butterflies
These days my stomach turn
I don't know why I think about you all the time
I was hopin' this is love and you ain't just down for the ride
Tell me what could make a grown man lay down and cry?
Maybe what he thought was real love, he watched die
Problems drive me insane, shit been wreckin' my brain
I've been poppin' these Percocets to cope with the pain
Everyone think the root of my problem is a broken heart
But ever since a juvenile, I been lonely and lost (yeah)
And you know when you met me, I didn't do drugs at all (at all)
But got a dose of your love, hooked like Fentanyl (Fentanyl)
They say the later you wait to quit, the harder you fall (you fall)
You took me to your mountain tip and then you threw me off
And then you threw me off
Oh, and then you threw me off
Threw me off (Desirez on the beat)
Last night, I was so high, almost jumped out of the window
Last night, I was so high, almost jumped out of the window
And my love's all yours, it's all yours from a distance
I was thinkin', if you ever need me, come see me
Uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Last night, I was so high, almost jumped out of the window
Last night, I was so high, almost jumped out of the window
And my love's all yours, it's all yours from a distance
I was thinkin', if you ever need me, come see me
Uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Writer: Brooderick Blanc, Luka Berman, Rod Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Crazy
Ain't it fun? Ain't it fun?
Living in the real world
What works for you might not work for me
I dropped everythin', went and chased my dreams
They thought I was crazy
They thought I was crazy
You thought I was crazy
But I'm not, oh, I'm not (crazy)
Yeah, I'm not
Walk in inside the dealer, people look at me weird
Like I ain't 'posed to be here, probably the richest one here
I got too many cribs, I only stay for a year
And then it's back on the road, 'cross the globe doin' shows
'Cross the globe doin' shows, I live a rockstar life
Never did coke in my life but I put dope in my Sprite
Yeah, I put dope in my Sprite to ease my pain
So much came with this fame, but I just gain and maintain
I just gain and maintain, won't catch Noonie complainin'
I got this shit off the pavement, I walk to school while it's rainin'
Punchin' the clock feel like slavery
Can't believe that I made it
If you got dreams, young nigga, you better chase it
Ain't it fun? Ain't it fun?
Living in the real world
What works for you might not work for me
I dropped everythin', went and chased my dreams
They thought I was crazy
They thought I was crazy
You thought I was crazy
But I'm not, oh, I'm not (crazy)
Oh, I'm not
Living in the real world
What works for you might not work for me
I dropped everythin', went and chased my dreams
They thought I was crazy
They thought I was crazy
You thought I was crazy
But I'm not, oh, I'm not (crazy)
Yeah, I'm not
Walk in inside the dealer, people look at me weird
Like I ain't 'posed to be here, probably the richest one here
I got too many cribs, I only stay for a year
And then it's back on the road, 'cross the globe doin' shows
'Cross the globe doin' shows, I live a rockstar life
Never did coke in my life but I put dope in my Sprite
Yeah, I put dope in my Sprite to ease my pain
So much came with this fame, but I just gain and maintain
I just gain and maintain, won't catch Noonie complainin'
I got this shit off the pavement, I walk to school while it's rainin'
Punchin' the clock feel like slavery
Can't believe that I made it
If you got dreams, young nigga, you better chase it
Ain't it fun? Ain't it fun?
Living in the real world
What works for you might not work for me
I dropped everythin', went and chased my dreams
They thought I was crazy
They thought I was crazy
You thought I was crazy
But I'm not, oh, I'm not (crazy)
Oh, I'm not
Writer: Rodarius Green, Hayley Williams, Taylor York
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Love For A Thug
Is anybody out there? Uh (tell me)
Is anybody out there?
Look, look, look, uh
It's like I gave it all I got, but it it still wasn't enough
At times I sit and wonder, is it love for a thug?
Me and my partner poppin' Percocets, we'll trade 'em for a hug
A dosage of your love is all it takes to give it up
I made mistakes in my relationship, I admit I wasn't strong
But how another nigga bitch gon' tell me where I'm goin' wrong?
Your nigga sound like me and I sound like your nigga
So tell me what's the issue? Why you ain't in bed at home?
The stories that you tell about your lover sound too familiar
If he know what you did on your finsta, he'd try and kill you
Girl, I'm a real gangster, I ain't goin' for shit
Either we get it right or we can call it quits
Uh, and I know what I'm goin' through mean nothin' to you
I would've did it all for your love, but my all ain't enough
It's safe to say, but I'm givin' up
Is it anybody out there that got love for a thug?
Is it love for a thug?
Is it anybody out there that got love for a thug?
It's no love for a thug
Is it anybody out there that got love for a thug?
Tell me, is it love for a thug?
Is it anybody out there that got love for a thug?
It's no love for a thug
For a thug, yeah (you feel me?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it anybody out there? (I need that old thing back)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That thug love, that thug passion, you know what I'm saying?
That right or wrong, you know, forever rollin' and shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Is it love for a thug? Is it love for a thug? (Always by my side)
Even though I'm a thug, baby, I need love
Is it anybody out there?
Grrah
Is anybody out there?
Look, look, look, uh
It's like I gave it all I got, but it it still wasn't enough
At times I sit and wonder, is it love for a thug?
Me and my partner poppin' Percocets, we'll trade 'em for a hug
A dosage of your love is all it takes to give it up
I made mistakes in my relationship, I admit I wasn't strong
But how another nigga bitch gon' tell me where I'm goin' wrong?
Your nigga sound like me and I sound like your nigga
So tell me what's the issue? Why you ain't in bed at home?
The stories that you tell about your lover sound too familiar
If he know what you did on your finsta, he'd try and kill you
Girl, I'm a real gangster, I ain't goin' for shit
Either we get it right or we can call it quits
Uh, and I know what I'm goin' through mean nothin' to you
I would've did it all for your love, but my all ain't enough
It's safe to say, but I'm givin' up
Is it anybody out there that got love for a thug?
Is it love for a thug?
Is it anybody out there that got love for a thug?
It's no love for a thug
Is it anybody out there that got love for a thug?
Tell me, is it love for a thug?
Is it anybody out there that got love for a thug?
It's no love for a thug
For a thug, yeah (you feel me?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it anybody out there? (I need that old thing back)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That thug love, that thug passion, you know what I'm saying?
That right or wrong, you know, forever rollin' and shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Is it love for a thug? Is it love for a thug? (Always by my side)
Even though I'm a thug, baby, I need love
Is it anybody out there?
Grrah
Writer: Rodarius Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Checkmate
Lost in my feelings, runnin' out of love
Sometimes, get in my feelings
It's just sometimes, in my feelings, yeah
Like, this shit really like War Dogs, you know?
Just through that life with all these cuts and bruises and scars
I'm the Michael Corleone of this shit, you know?
Okay, lost in my feelings, runnin' out of love
Sometimes, I get in my feelings when codeine in my blood
Most times, I be trippin', reminiscin' 'bout us
But I gotta stand on business, ten toes no matter what
You know life is like a chess game, gotta think it through (yeah, yeah)
Gotta make your next move your best move
And what's happenin', Uncle Dee? I probably never could repay you (what up?)
Helped me chase my dream, found my dream and went major
And these niggas haters, shot my whole truck up
Beef, we ain't squashin', never gettin' f*cked up
And I really f*ck with bruh, hope he got the message I sent
It's on the floor, stay out the car with them jits (yeah, yeah)
So many war wounds, so many nights all alone
God blessed the child that could hold his own
And you can wave your white flag all you want (you want)
I want you to know
I'ma pay you back for that one
I'ma pay you back for that one (yeah, yeah)
I gotta pay you back for that one
I'ma pay you back for that one (that one)
Pay you back for that one (yeah)
I'ma pay you back for that one
I gotta pay you back for that one (yeah, yeah)
I'ma get you back for that one, uh
Okay, now tell me how this bitch found it in her heart to cross me
I had your back since we was little, can't forget you or forgive you
Since we first got together, know we had some stormy weather
But you ain't make this shit no better
Now it's up, it's stuck forever
And I'm on that dope so bad right now that I can't feel a thing
Codeine cups to the brain, smilin' through my pain
Like dancin' in the rain, yeah
When you smilin' through your pain
It feel like dancin' in the rain
So many war wounds, so many nights all alone
God blessed the child that could hold his own
And you can wave your white flag all you want (you want)
I want you to know
I'ma pay you back for that one
I'ma pay you back for that one
I gotta pay you back for that one
I'ma pay you back for that one (I'ma get you back for that one)
I'ma pay you back for that one (yeah)
I'ma pay you back for that one
I gotta pay you back for that one
I'ma get you back for that one, yeah
I don't give a f*ck if I die tryin', bitch knew, swear to God
Swear to God, I don't give a f*ck, you heard me?
One, a year, you know what I'm sayin'?
A day
Ten years, you know what the f*ck, nigga, you know?
I'ma get you, I'ma get you though
Grrah
Sometimes, get in my feelings
It's just sometimes, in my feelings, yeah
Like, this shit really like War Dogs, you know?
Just through that life with all these cuts and bruises and scars
I'm the Michael Corleone of this shit, you know?
Okay, lost in my feelings, runnin' out of love
Sometimes, I get in my feelings when codeine in my blood
Most times, I be trippin', reminiscin' 'bout us
But I gotta stand on business, ten toes no matter what
You know life is like a chess game, gotta think it through (yeah, yeah)
Gotta make your next move your best move
And what's happenin', Uncle Dee? I probably never could repay you (what up?)
Helped me chase my dream, found my dream and went major
And these niggas haters, shot my whole truck up
Beef, we ain't squashin', never gettin' f*cked up
And I really f*ck with bruh, hope he got the message I sent
It's on the floor, stay out the car with them jits (yeah, yeah)
So many war wounds, so many nights all alone
God blessed the child that could hold his own
And you can wave your white flag all you want (you want)
I want you to know
I'ma pay you back for that one
I'ma pay you back for that one (yeah, yeah)
I gotta pay you back for that one
I'ma pay you back for that one (that one)
Pay you back for that one (yeah)
I'ma pay you back for that one
I gotta pay you back for that one (yeah, yeah)
I'ma get you back for that one, uh
Okay, now tell me how this bitch found it in her heart to cross me
I had your back since we was little, can't forget you or forgive you
Since we first got together, know we had some stormy weather
But you ain't make this shit no better
Now it's up, it's stuck forever
And I'm on that dope so bad right now that I can't feel a thing
Codeine cups to the brain, smilin' through my pain
Like dancin' in the rain, yeah
When you smilin' through your pain
It feel like dancin' in the rain
So many war wounds, so many nights all alone
God blessed the child that could hold his own
And you can wave your white flag all you want (you want)
I want you to know
I'ma pay you back for that one
I'ma pay you back for that one
I gotta pay you back for that one
I'ma pay you back for that one (I'ma get you back for that one)
I'ma pay you back for that one (yeah)
I'ma pay you back for that one
I gotta pay you back for that one
I'ma get you back for that one, yeah
I don't give a f*ck if I die tryin', bitch knew, swear to God
Swear to God, I don't give a f*ck, you heard me?
One, a year, you know what I'm sayin'?
A day
Ten years, you know what the f*ck, nigga, you know?
I'ma get you, I'ma get you though
Grrah
Writer: Rodarius Green, Vegard Waske
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Fight The Feeling
Look, oh-whoa
Uh, okay
Women, how'd you get so good at hiding your feelings?
Pretending, pretending you're fine when really you're bending
Uh, you can't keep patching up your pain taking shots at the bar
Know exactly how you feel, I know what's in your heart
Young nigga came a long way with so many scars
Finally found a brighter day from being lost in the dark
But she don't wanna hear that tonight (oh no)
Play something that's feeling right (oh no)
She's tryna get lit tonight (oh no)
Get lost in the city lights (oh no)
Her heart still broken but she's in denial
She need her grandmama to watch her child
Her make-up covers up her broken smile
You're livin' on lies, hurtin' inside but she's outside
So get your hair did, put your clothes on
Tell the DJ to play your song (play your song)
Tryna fight the feeling
But she never finished healing
Now you in the middle of the club
Tryin' not to cry to a love song
In the middle of the club
Tryin' not to cry to a love song, whoa
To a love song, whoa, to a love song
Now you in the middle of the club
Tryin' not to cry
To a love song (to a love song), uh
To a love song (to a love song)
To a love song
Now you in the middle of the club
Tryin' not to cry to a love song
To a love song (to a love song, oh)
To a love song (to a love song)
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah
Oh
Uh, okay
Women, how'd you get so good at hiding your feelings?
Pretending, pretending you're fine when really you're bending
Uh, you can't keep patching up your pain taking shots at the bar
Know exactly how you feel, I know what's in your heart
Young nigga came a long way with so many scars
Finally found a brighter day from being lost in the dark
But she don't wanna hear that tonight (oh no)
Play something that's feeling right (oh no)
She's tryna get lit tonight (oh no)
Get lost in the city lights (oh no)
Her heart still broken but she's in denial
She need her grandmama to watch her child
Her make-up covers up her broken smile
You're livin' on lies, hurtin' inside but she's outside
So get your hair did, put your clothes on
Tell the DJ to play your song (play your song)
Tryna fight the feeling
But she never finished healing
Now you in the middle of the club
Tryin' not to cry to a love song
In the middle of the club
Tryin' not to cry to a love song, whoa
To a love song, whoa, to a love song
Now you in the middle of the club
Tryin' not to cry
To a love song (to a love song), uh
To a love song (to a love song)
To a love song
Now you in the middle of the club
Tryin' not to cry to a love song
To a love song (to a love song, oh)
To a love song (to a love song)
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah
Oh
Writer: Bryan Austin Beachley, Daniel Yunuen Aldaz Leander, Evenson Clauseille, Rodarius M. Green, Soulyate Amine
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Turks & Caicos
[ Featuring 21 Savage ]
(Yo, yo, this beat actually really hard)
Girls, girls, girls, girls
Girls all over the world
The world
Look, look
She's a real deal diva, more than an Instagram model
Bad bitches love reposado, drinkin' out the bottle
I don't usually try and shoot no shots, but I couldn't pass on her
Told 'em stop the car and let me out, I seen the ass on her
Playin' mean, but she really sweet, my heart skipped a beat
And in the club where I hardly could be, so I bring the party to me
Top floor, presidential suite and we fifty deep
Hold on, T, could you stop the beat? Let's get somethin' to eat
If she tryna set a trap, then it's gonna work
I love you and all your baddie friends, boo, let's go to Turks
I don't want your Insta' or your Snapchat
Add me on your finsta where you be bad at
She don't want no more love and I don't mind
She's here for a good time, not a long time
I told her after we get done, we can island hop
Her friend told me, "Nigga, shut up, it's shot o' clock"
Girls, girls (whoa), girls, girls, girls all over the world
She's a vibe and her friend's a vibe and we 'bout to have some fun
Bad bitches 'round the world, better grab you one, oh
Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls all over the world
The world (D on the track, D on the track)
The world
Michigan, Atlanta, Florida, Alabama (21)
Bougies and the ratchets, I don't really have a standard (yeah)
I'm a young player, I rub feet and I light candles (yeah)
She love lemon drops and like to open-toe her sandals (21)
Okay (21, 21), come here, baby, let me coach you (yeah)
If you learn to do it with no hands, I might promote you (on God)
You know I got superpowers, I would never ghost you
We just made a movie, now we watchin' it on Roku
Girls, girls (whoa), girls, girls, girls all over the world
She's a vibe and her friend's a vibe and we 'bout to have some fun
Bad bitches 'round the world, better grab you one, oh
Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls all over the world
The world (D on the track, D on the track)
The world
She's a vibe and her friend's a vibe, know we 'bout to have some fun
Bad bitches 'round the world, better grab you one
Bad bitches 'round the world, better grab you one
Better grab you one, oh
What up, Houston? What up, Dallas?
What up, Chicago? What up, Cali?
In Atlanta, I'm in New York (D on the track, D on the track)
I'm in-
Girls, girls (whoa), girls, girls, girls all over the world
She's a vibe and her friend's a vibe and we 'bout to have some fun
(Yo, yo, this beat actually really hard)
Bad bitches 'round the world, better grab you one, oh
Girls, girls, girls, girls, girls all over the world
The world
The world
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Boyz Dont Cry
Oh-whoa, oh-whoa
Look
Uh, tour bus slidin' in the rain, headed out of state
So much goin' through my brain, I can barely think
Sometimes I get on my own and wander outer space
I love you, but I'm full of rage, our past is full of pain
On a planet of my own, livin' like an alien
Think it's safe to say that I'll never be the same again
Never fall in love again, my heart is on a shelf
My music's full of pain, but I keep my problems to myself
And I keep my mouth closed 'cause my thoughts sometimes can get too deep
My heart cold, my eyes closed, but I never go to sleep
I been all alone goin' on two weeks me, myself, and my sheets
We gon' call your phone so we can speak, but it made me feel weak
Get on the internet and see the world laugh 'bout my depression
They paintin' perfect pictures, but I ain't buyin' what they sellin'
Collect calls from the county always could make me smile
Damn, brother, you was just on the streets, and now you're goin' to trial
Yeah, mama, I made it out the streets, I hope you're finally proud
Youngin' jump out with that K, in broad day, shootin' at the crowd
Now he gettin' on top the stage, and they sing his music loud, sing his music out loud
Take away my name, take away my throne
Take away my fame, let me keep my soul
Uh, smilin' on the outside, inside dyin'
Listenin' to a grown man cryin'
Oh-whoa, oh-whoa
Oh-whoa, oh-whoa
Oh-whoa, oh-whoa
Oh-whoa
Look
Uh, tour bus slidin' in the rain, headed out of state
So much goin' through my brain, I can barely think
Sometimes I get on my own and wander outer space
I love you, but I'm full of rage, our past is full of pain
On a planet of my own, livin' like an alien
Think it's safe to say that I'll never be the same again
Never fall in love again, my heart is on a shelf
My music's full of pain, but I keep my problems to myself
And I keep my mouth closed 'cause my thoughts sometimes can get too deep
My heart cold, my eyes closed, but I never go to sleep
I been all alone goin' on two weeks me, myself, and my sheets
We gon' call your phone so we can speak, but it made me feel weak
Get on the internet and see the world laugh 'bout my depression
They paintin' perfect pictures, but I ain't buyin' what they sellin'
Collect calls from the county always could make me smile
Damn, brother, you was just on the streets, and now you're goin' to trial
Yeah, mama, I made it out the streets, I hope you're finally proud
Youngin' jump out with that K, in broad day, shootin' at the crowd
Now he gettin' on top the stage, and they sing his music loud, sing his music out loud
Take away my name, take away my throne
Take away my fame, let me keep my soul
Uh, smilin' on the outside, inside dyin'
Listenin' to a grown man cryin'
Oh-whoa, oh-whoa
Oh-whoa, oh-whoa
Oh-whoa, oh-whoa
Oh-whoa
Writer: Rodarius Green, Johnny Carter, Bryan Austin Beachley, James Lanty-Hickson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Pass You By
Me personally, I've always been the one to encourage my friends to chase they dreams, like
You know what I'm sayin'?
Get to thinkin' 'bout Eeshan, your time finally here
Miss Bridges told me she miss Daijha, I could've shed a tear
My cousin wrote me and told me he love to see me live
Been gone for twelve summers, locked up eleven years
And brighter days are ahead, see it clear
Sometimes it be like that, keep going
You only get one life to live, it's alright to heal
Stop looking backwards and move forwards (yeah, yeah)
Nothing's promised in this life, you could leave any day, any day
And who the f*ck made up hard times anyways? Anyways, anyways
You gotta shoot for the stars, reach for the sky
You can't be stuck on the past when your future is bright
You gotta patch up your pain and live your life
Can't let it bring you down, don't let it pass you by
It'll pass you by, don't let it pass you by (youngin)
Can't let it pass you by, don't let it pass you by
Don't let it pass you by (youngin), don't let it pass you by
Skippin' school, causin' drama, I'm so sorry for it, mama
I tried to do it right, but it was hard times in that bottom
I was broke sleepin' on that couch, my brother hit that lick without me
It's okay, my time comin', one day, I'm gon' be shinin'
Thankful we ain't buy the dreams they sold us
Now we ridin' through that bottom with the doors up
My lil' cousin grab the mic, I hope he blow up
Front my youngin twenty bags and tell him grow up, 'cause-
Nothing's promised in this life, you could leave any day, any day
And who the f*ck made up hard times anyways? Anyways
You gotta shoot for the stars, reach for the sky
You can't be stuck on the past when your future is bright
You gotta patch up your pain and live your life
Can't let it bring you down, don't let it pass you by
It'll pass you by, don't let it pass you by
Can't let it pass you by, pass you by (you only get one life to live, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Don't let it pass you by (don't waste your shot, you heard me?), don't let it pass you by
Yeah, whatever, whatever you got love for, you know?
You never know
Shit, might be tomorrow, it might be next year, might be tonight, you heard me?
Do that shit, man
You know what I'm sayin'?
Get to thinkin' 'bout Eeshan, your time finally here
Miss Bridges told me she miss Daijha, I could've shed a tear
My cousin wrote me and told me he love to see me live
Been gone for twelve summers, locked up eleven years
And brighter days are ahead, see it clear
Sometimes it be like that, keep going
You only get one life to live, it's alright to heal
Stop looking backwards and move forwards (yeah, yeah)
Nothing's promised in this life, you could leave any day, any day
And who the f*ck made up hard times anyways? Anyways, anyways
You gotta shoot for the stars, reach for the sky
You can't be stuck on the past when your future is bright
You gotta patch up your pain and live your life
Can't let it bring you down, don't let it pass you by
It'll pass you by, don't let it pass you by (youngin)
Can't let it pass you by, don't let it pass you by
Don't let it pass you by (youngin), don't let it pass you by
Skippin' school, causin' drama, I'm so sorry for it, mama
I tried to do it right, but it was hard times in that bottom
I was broke sleepin' on that couch, my brother hit that lick without me
It's okay, my time comin', one day, I'm gon' be shinin'
Thankful we ain't buy the dreams they sold us
Now we ridin' through that bottom with the doors up
My lil' cousin grab the mic, I hope he blow up
Front my youngin twenty bags and tell him grow up, 'cause-
Nothing's promised in this life, you could leave any day, any day
And who the f*ck made up hard times anyways? Anyways
You gotta shoot for the stars, reach for the sky
You can't be stuck on the past when your future is bright
You gotta patch up your pain and live your life
Can't let it bring you down, don't let it pass you by
It'll pass you by, don't let it pass you by
Can't let it pass you by, pass you by (you only get one life to live, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Don't let it pass you by (don't waste your shot, you heard me?), don't let it pass you by
Yeah, whatever, whatever you got love for, you know?
You never know
Shit, might be tomorrow, it might be next year, might be tonight, you heard me?
Do that shit, man
Writer: Rodarius Green, Ben Bull, Willie Jerome Byrd
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Great Gatsby
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
I tell myself, it'll be alright
Now it's 3 AM, and I still got no reply
But I spend my nights alone
(Trill got that juice, nigga)
By myself, just another lonely day
Do I need help, because this ache won't go away?
These shadows on my wall, my only curtain call
The crowd goes silent now
Waiting for you
Where you at right now? Let me pull up and let's talk about it
I finally got some time alone, and I thought about it
I swear to God your love is war, it's so much I can take
I been thuggin' for so long, bae, give me a break
Late nights, I reminisce about you, it's hard to forget about you
I swear I can't live with you, but I can't live without you
Jump off a plane on an island and I'm here without you
Ain't left my hotel in three days, I feel sick without you, sick without you
My stomach do this turnin', I feel sick without you
My closest friend my worst enemy
I'm not okay when we apart, but I pretend to be, I
I threw the party of the century
And people came over, no one left sober
And it was all for you, it was all for you
I been under this rock for so long, don't let the world in
Close the door, don't let the world in
Let's go and hide in again
Rekindle our flame and light my fire again (light my fire again)
Oh, come light my fire again
I threw the party of the century
And people came over, no one left sober
And it was all for you, it was all for you
I threw the party of the century
And people came over, no one left sober
And it was all for you, it was all for you
I tell myself, it'll be alright
Now it's 3 AM, and I still got no reply
But I spend my nights alone
(Trill got that juice, nigga)
By myself, just another lonely day
Do I need help, because this ache won't go away?
These shadows on my wall, my only curtain call
The crowd goes silent now
Waiting for you
Where you at right now? Let me pull up and let's talk about it
I finally got some time alone, and I thought about it
I swear to God your love is war, it's so much I can take
I been thuggin' for so long, bae, give me a break
Late nights, I reminisce about you, it's hard to forget about you
I swear I can't live with you, but I can't live without you
Jump off a plane on an island and I'm here without you
Ain't left my hotel in three days, I feel sick without you, sick without you
My stomach do this turnin', I feel sick without you
My closest friend my worst enemy
I'm not okay when we apart, but I pretend to be, I
I threw the party of the century
And people came over, no one left sober
And it was all for you, it was all for you
I been under this rock for so long, don't let the world in
Close the door, don't let the world in
Let's go and hide in again
Rekindle our flame and light my fire again (light my fire again)
Oh, come light my fire again
I threw the party of the century
And people came over, no one left sober
And it was all for you, it was all for you
I threw the party of the century
And people came over, no one left sober
And it was all for you, it was all for you
Writer: Antonio Ramos, Elijah McDonald, Felix Govaerts, Georgia Rose Boyden, Joseph Boyden, Rodarius Green, Thomas Horton
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Keep It G
A couple hours, then I'll feel numb
And I buy myself pretty things (pipe that shit up, TnT)
Whenever I feel lonely
(Trill got that juice, nigga)
Speaking of the past
I'm running out of
And I slept with someone else
Touch me better than you
In fact I saw him for a day or two, I'm
Running out of
Youngin told me that he really wanna go legit
Thought about it, then he went ahead, bought him a brick
Say you ain't ballin' 'til you got you a Benz
So I went and got me a Benz
I wonder where all my friends had went 'fore I was major
They was happy for me 'til a nigga made it, that shit be crazy
You get money, then you become a target
This part the hardest, it seems I solved it
The top so lonely, the jackers is hungry
The bitches is heartbreakin', the family is phony
These niggas so slimy when that paper involved
I hope they know I got enough money to kill 'em all
I'm locked in with the YGs and I'll send 'em all
Them young niggas ready to bend your block and break it off
I make one call, and I love 'em for that
Know I gotta love 'em for that
But 'fore I make 'em crash, I'll show 'em how that money could stack
The rap game like the dope game
I can hear your cries, I can feel your pain
Young nigga beat the pot 'til you ain't got to beat the pot no more, no more
I got a word from the trenches, we don't care
We got down here, you just get up there
Do your thing, we got your back
No matter what you do or where you at
Keep it gangster (yeah, Nuni)
Keep it gangster (they gon' find us, nigga)
Keep it gangster
Keep it gangster, keep it gangster
He could bring out every single emotion
(He hits all categories) Like, for real
Some folks don't even understand how dark and how lonely the world can get
Like some days
You can't compare Rod Wave to everybody else
I just be going through it, and
Man, you really makin' me think about shit, like
I put, I put his shit on and I know
I know, like, oh, you were feelin' like this
(Keep it gangster)
Nigga, the streets love and the hoes adore
It's
(Got to keep it gangster)
Nigga bring every emotion out your body
(Got to keep it gangster)
It, it helps
It helps me get through it
Sittin' in my spot, I overheard a story
This old nigga was tellin' me how it went down
How the jackers around and how them niggas runnin' wild
If you ask my opinion, them niggas is clowns
Ran in a nigga house and laid it all down
Threw his kids in the tub and duct taped 'em by the mouth
They even beat up his bitch, they beat up his lady
It's crazy what these niggas'll do for this paper
Let that would've been my lady, my red baby
Two-fifty on a nigga head, he could f*ck around and die tonight
Spin his funeral and spin his candlelight, you f*ckin' right, nigga
F*ckin' right
The rap game like the dope game
I can hear your cries, I can feel your pain
Young nigga beat the pot 'til you ain't got to beat the pot no more, no more
A word to the trenches, I don't care
I got up here, you just get down there
Do your thing, I got your back
No matter what you do or where you at
I'ma keep it gangster
And I buy myself pretty things (pipe that shit up, TnT)
Whenever I feel lonely
(Trill got that juice, nigga)
Speaking of the past
I'm running out of
And I slept with someone else
Touch me better than you
In fact I saw him for a day or two, I'm
Running out of
Youngin told me that he really wanna go legit
Thought about it, then he went ahead, bought him a brick
Say you ain't ballin' 'til you got you a Benz
So I went and got me a Benz
I wonder where all my friends had went 'fore I was major
They was happy for me 'til a nigga made it, that shit be crazy
You get money, then you become a target
This part the hardest, it seems I solved it
The top so lonely, the jackers is hungry
The bitches is heartbreakin', the family is phony
These niggas so slimy when that paper involved
I hope they know I got enough money to kill 'em all
I'm locked in with the YGs and I'll send 'em all
Them young niggas ready to bend your block and break it off
I make one call, and I love 'em for that
Know I gotta love 'em for that
But 'fore I make 'em crash, I'll show 'em how that money could stack
The rap game like the dope game
I can hear your cries, I can feel your pain
Young nigga beat the pot 'til you ain't got to beat the pot no more, no more
I got a word from the trenches, we don't care
We got down here, you just get up there
Do your thing, we got your back
No matter what you do or where you at
Keep it gangster (yeah, Nuni)
Keep it gangster (they gon' find us, nigga)
Keep it gangster
Keep it gangster, keep it gangster
He could bring out every single emotion
(He hits all categories) Like, for real
Some folks don't even understand how dark and how lonely the world can get
Like some days
You can't compare Rod Wave to everybody else
I just be going through it, and
Man, you really makin' me think about shit, like
I put, I put his shit on and I know
I know, like, oh, you were feelin' like this
(Keep it gangster)
Nigga, the streets love and the hoes adore
It's
(Got to keep it gangster)
Nigga bring every emotion out your body
(Got to keep it gangster)
It, it helps
It helps me get through it
Sittin' in my spot, I overheard a story
This old nigga was tellin' me how it went down
How the jackers around and how them niggas runnin' wild
If you ask my opinion, them niggas is clowns
Ran in a nigga house and laid it all down
Threw his kids in the tub and duct taped 'em by the mouth
They even beat up his bitch, they beat up his lady
It's crazy what these niggas'll do for this paper
Let that would've been my lady, my red baby
Two-fifty on a nigga head, he could f*ck around and die tonight
Spin his funeral and spin his candlelight, you f*ckin' right, nigga
F*ckin' right
The rap game like the dope game
I can hear your cries, I can feel your pain
Young nigga beat the pot 'til you ain't got to beat the pot no more, no more
A word to the trenches, I don't care
I got up here, you just get down there
Do your thing, I got your back
No matter what you do or where you at
I'ma keep it gangster
Writer: Rodarius Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Love Story/Interlude
We can go anywhere you wanna go, across the globe, overseas, baby
And you ain't gotta pack no bag, we'll buy new clothes, let's hurry up and leave, baby
Sometimes I'm lost in my thoughts and I don't talk, don't mind me, baby
I just wanted you to know, you're all I want, you're what I need, baby
Hmm, yeah, yeah
Okay, and I just wanted you to know, you're all I want, what I need, baby
Yeah, okay, the missin' piece to my puzzle
I get high as f*ck like no other
But I'm pretty sure that I love you
It's gon' take a minute to trust you
And it's been a while since we kicked it, in your eyes, I can see struggle
We can go anywhere in this world, we protected by my lil' brothers
And they don't play about me
I hope you know I'm nothin' what you heard or what you think of me
I hope you know that I can heal your broken heart, the pain I see
Just get on this plane with me
We can go anywhere you wanna go, across the globe, overseas, baby
And you ain't gotta pack no bag, we'll buy new clothes, let's hurry up and leave, baby
Sometimes I'm lost in my thoughts and I don't talk, don't mind me, baby
I just wanted you to know, you're all I want, you're what I need, baby
Hmm, yeah, yeah
Okay, and I just wanted you to know, you're all I want, what I need, baby
I can do this shit all night long
I can do this shit all night
I can do this shit all night long
Uh, lay your head on my chest, let my heart race
Right here in this dark place
All of your secrets are safe with me
No other place I'd rather be
I can do this shit all night long
I can do this shit all night
I can do this shit all night long
Mm, I can do this shit all night long
I can do this shit all night
I can do this shit all night long
All night long
Uh-huh
And we can do it all night
Or do it for the rest of your life
I'm nobody's man anyway
I didn't have no plans anyway
I am nobody's man anyway
And I didn't have no plans anyway
Lay your head on my chest, let my heart race
Right here in this dark place
All of your secrets are safe with me
No other place I'd rather be
I can do this shit all night long
I can do this shit all night
I can do this shit all night long
Oh, oh
I can do this shit all night long
I can do this shit all night
I can do this shit all night long
All night long
And you ain't gotta pack no bag, we'll buy new clothes, let's hurry up and leave, baby
Sometimes I'm lost in my thoughts and I don't talk, don't mind me, baby
I just wanted you to know, you're all I want, you're what I need, baby
Hmm, yeah, yeah
Okay, and I just wanted you to know, you're all I want, what I need, baby
Yeah, okay, the missin' piece to my puzzle
I get high as f*ck like no other
But I'm pretty sure that I love you
It's gon' take a minute to trust you
And it's been a while since we kicked it, in your eyes, I can see struggle
We can go anywhere in this world, we protected by my lil' brothers
And they don't play about me
I hope you know I'm nothin' what you heard or what you think of me
I hope you know that I can heal your broken heart, the pain I see
Just get on this plane with me
We can go anywhere you wanna go, across the globe, overseas, baby
And you ain't gotta pack no bag, we'll buy new clothes, let's hurry up and leave, baby
Sometimes I'm lost in my thoughts and I don't talk, don't mind me, baby
I just wanted you to know, you're all I want, you're what I need, baby
Hmm, yeah, yeah
Okay, and I just wanted you to know, you're all I want, what I need, baby
I can do this shit all night long
I can do this shit all night
I can do this shit all night long
Uh, lay your head on my chest, let my heart race
Right here in this dark place
All of your secrets are safe with me
No other place I'd rather be
I can do this shit all night long
I can do this shit all night
I can do this shit all night long
Mm, I can do this shit all night long
I can do this shit all night
I can do this shit all night long
All night long
Uh-huh
And we can do it all night
Or do it for the rest of your life
I'm nobody's man anyway
I didn't have no plans anyway
I am nobody's man anyway
And I didn't have no plans anyway
Lay your head on my chest, let my heart race
Right here in this dark place
All of your secrets are safe with me
No other place I'd rather be
I can do this shit all night long
I can do this shit all night
I can do this shit all night long
Oh, oh
I can do this shit all night long
I can do this shit all night
I can do this shit all night long
All night long
Writer: Rodarius Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Rap Beef
(BSQUARED Beats)
Oh, oh
(Will-A-Fool)
Had a dream about my brother, we was courtside again
You're comin' home this year, no matter what I gotta spend
Gave his lawyer three-fifty, his co-defendant ten
They want niggas in a cell, they don't want you to win
They post when I go to jail, not when I give back to the kids
So much came with this life, but it is what it is
You know I finally got it right, was runnin' the wrong way
Tryna live my life, we came a long way
Made it out that struggle, so every day, I hustle
Tryna build a dynasty, add pieces to my puzzle
I'm from where the lions be, made it out that jungle
I ain't beefin' with no rappers, my nigga
That shit backwards, my nigga
And I heard his mixtape, kinda soundin' like "Robbery"
Why he robbin' me? Shit, I guess that how it gotta be
Feel like I hit the lottery with all this cash 'round
Wonder why niggas wait to get millions to crash out
I be ready to kill the world, they play with my name
But these niggas gon' hate, 'cause they broke and they lame
I'd rather put my foot on they neck and these racks in they face
Run 'em down, stand over him and kill the game
Tell 'em free Young Thug, that indictment bitch a beast
And tell 'em free Pooh Shiesty, can't get tricked off the streets
On FaceTime with YBeezy, I told him I salute
Stay out the way and stay true, what I would do if I was you
'Cause I came, I came, I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
Stand over and shoot, stand over and shoot
I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
Stand over and shoot, yeah
Okay, I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
Stand over and shoot, stand over and shoot
I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
I don't want no rap beef, no, no, no, no
Uh-huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
I don't want no rap beef, no, no, no, no
Stand over and shoot
Okay, I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
Stand over and shoot, stand over and shoot
I came to kill the game, stand over and sh-
I don't want no rap beef, no, no, no, no
I don't want no beef period, bitch, I don't want no jail time
I don't want none of that, bitch, I'm tryna get this, get these M's
And live with these M's, like these white folks, man, you know what I'm sayin'?
I done already did my time, I already did my struggle
You know what I'm sayin'? I'm livin' on my second life right now, you know what I'm sayin'?
That's what I'ma-
I don't want no rap beef, no, no, no, no
I came, I came, I came, I came, I came to kill the game
But everybody ain't my friend, and I don't like all y'all records
Now if you wanna diss, man, get down with me
Down and do it
But the difference between me and them other dudes is this
You gon' diss me and I'm gon' come see you Jack
You gon' diss some other dudes
They gone play hip wrestle with you
So if you want it man, come on with it
So if you want it with me, come on and leave boy out of it
And we gon' see in here, 'cause you gon' smell my cologne
Issey Miyake
Oh, oh
(Will-A-Fool)
Had a dream about my brother, we was courtside again
You're comin' home this year, no matter what I gotta spend
Gave his lawyer three-fifty, his co-defendant ten
They want niggas in a cell, they don't want you to win
They post when I go to jail, not when I give back to the kids
So much came with this life, but it is what it is
You know I finally got it right, was runnin' the wrong way
Tryna live my life, we came a long way
Made it out that struggle, so every day, I hustle
Tryna build a dynasty, add pieces to my puzzle
I'm from where the lions be, made it out that jungle
I ain't beefin' with no rappers, my nigga
That shit backwards, my nigga
And I heard his mixtape, kinda soundin' like "Robbery"
Why he robbin' me? Shit, I guess that how it gotta be
Feel like I hit the lottery with all this cash 'round
Wonder why niggas wait to get millions to crash out
I be ready to kill the world, they play with my name
But these niggas gon' hate, 'cause they broke and they lame
I'd rather put my foot on they neck and these racks in they face
Run 'em down, stand over him and kill the game
Tell 'em free Young Thug, that indictment bitch a beast
And tell 'em free Pooh Shiesty, can't get tricked off the streets
On FaceTime with YBeezy, I told him I salute
Stay out the way and stay true, what I would do if I was you
'Cause I came, I came, I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
Stand over and shoot, stand over and shoot
I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
Stand over and shoot, yeah
Okay, I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
Stand over and shoot, stand over and shoot
I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
I don't want no rap beef, no, no, no, no
Uh-huh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
I don't want no rap beef, no, no, no, no
Stand over and shoot
Okay, I came to kill the game, stand over and shoot
Stand over and shoot, stand over and shoot
I came to kill the game, stand over and sh-
I don't want no rap beef, no, no, no, no
I don't want no beef period, bitch, I don't want no jail time
I don't want none of that, bitch, I'm tryna get this, get these M's
And live with these M's, like these white folks, man, you know what I'm sayin'?
I done already did my time, I already did my struggle
You know what I'm sayin'? I'm livin' on my second life right now, you know what I'm sayin'?
That's what I'ma-
I don't want no rap beef, no, no, no, no
I came, I came, I came, I came, I came to kill the game
But everybody ain't my friend, and I don't like all y'all records
Now if you wanna diss, man, get down with me
Down and do it
But the difference between me and them other dudes is this
You gon' diss me and I'm gon' come see you Jack
You gon' diss some other dudes
They gone play hip wrestle with you
So if you want it man, come on with it
So if you want it with me, come on and leave boy out of it
And we gon' see in here, 'cause you gon' smell my cologne
Issey Miyake
Writer: Rodarius Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Back Lit
Uh, uh
Yeah, yeah
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah
(Oh my God, Ronny)
If you ain't tryna get no paper, then stay the f*ck from 'round me (yeah)
Bought a brand new Bentley, sent the pictures to the county (yeah)
I don't want no friends, evidently I just want the cash (money)
I been shittin' on these niggas bad, got these niggas mad
She want Prada, she want new Chanel, she ain't cheap
She want Louis V, she want Gallery, Van Cleef (yeah, yeah)
What you know about it? I ain't know about it 'til you told me
Spend that shit, know I spend that shit, you don't owe me
Look, and I been had my stripes (yeah, yeah)
I've been thuggin' all my life (yeah, yeah)
I've been hustlin' all my life (yeah, yeah)
I've been druggin' all my life (yeah, yeah)
I've been chasin' after that paper (yeah, yeah)
Runnin' all my life
Runnin' all my life, yeah (I been runnin')
Okay, I've been gettin' paid every way, tryna get it right (yeah, yeah)
I just hit the stage, forty days and forty nights
Tired for real (yeah), grindin' for real (yeah)
They say his heart is broken, but his mind on them M's (frrt)
Got out my feelings and got in my bag, okay
Got out my feelings and got in my bag, okay (ah, ah, okay)
Get out your feelings and get in your bag (yeah)
Get out your feelings and get you a bag (yeah)
Get out your feelings and go get the bag (yeah)
Get out your feelings and-
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay (frrt, beep)
Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Get out your feelings and run up a bag
Got out my feelings and got in my bag
Got in my- I'm back in my bag
Yeah, back in my bag (yeah, yeah)
Uh, uh, back in my bag (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Back in my back (yeah, yeah)
Back in my bag (yeah, yeah)
And nigga, I'm so for real, nigga, this growth for real (for real)
I won't say I'm finally healed, but nigga, I'm tryna heal (yeah, yeah)
I just pulled up on my nigga Jigga like, "Brother we them niggas for real" (for real, brother)
I got fifty million for real (for real, brother), we come out the trenches for real (yeah)
F*ck keepin' tabs on a bitch, f*ck how these niggas'll feel (how they feel, yeah)
Just jumped off the jet on the way to the fight, we out here livin' for real (yeah, yeah)
Thank God for my freedom and my life, wish all my niggas was here (free my brother)
For my nigga TWeezie, I roll one twice and I crack a seal
Okay, I've been gettin' paid every way, tryna get it right (yeah, yeah)
I just hit the stage, forty days and forty nights (yeah, yeah)
Tired for real (Say, tired), grindin' for real (bitch, I grind)
They say his heart is broken, but his mind on them M's (oh, it's on my mind)
Got out my feelings and got in my bag, okay (my bag, my bag, okay)
Got out my feelings and got in my bag, okay (okay, okay, okay, okay)
Get out your feelings and get in your bag (yeah, yeah)
Get out your feelings and get you a bag (go get it)
Get out your feelings and go get a bag (yeah)
Get out your feelings and- (frrt, beep, beep)
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Get out your feelings and run up a bag
Got out my feelings and got in my bag
Got in my-, I'm back in my bag
Yeah, yeah
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah
(Oh my God, Ronny)
If you ain't tryna get no paper, then stay the f*ck from 'round me (yeah)
Bought a brand new Bentley, sent the pictures to the county (yeah)
I don't want no friends, evidently I just want the cash (money)
I been shittin' on these niggas bad, got these niggas mad
She want Prada, she want new Chanel, she ain't cheap
She want Louis V, she want Gallery, Van Cleef (yeah, yeah)
What you know about it? I ain't know about it 'til you told me
Spend that shit, know I spend that shit, you don't owe me
Look, and I been had my stripes (yeah, yeah)
I've been thuggin' all my life (yeah, yeah)
I've been hustlin' all my life (yeah, yeah)
I've been druggin' all my life (yeah, yeah)
I've been chasin' after that paper (yeah, yeah)
Runnin' all my life
Runnin' all my life, yeah (I been runnin')
Okay, I've been gettin' paid every way, tryna get it right (yeah, yeah)
I just hit the stage, forty days and forty nights
Tired for real (yeah), grindin' for real (yeah)
They say his heart is broken, but his mind on them M's (frrt)
Got out my feelings and got in my bag, okay
Got out my feelings and got in my bag, okay (ah, ah, okay)
Get out your feelings and get in your bag (yeah)
Get out your feelings and get you a bag (yeah)
Get out your feelings and go get the bag (yeah)
Get out your feelings and-
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay (frrt, beep)
Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Get out your feelings and run up a bag
Got out my feelings and got in my bag
Got in my- I'm back in my bag
Yeah, back in my bag (yeah, yeah)
Uh, uh, back in my bag (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Back in my back (yeah, yeah)
Back in my bag (yeah, yeah)
And nigga, I'm so for real, nigga, this growth for real (for real)
I won't say I'm finally healed, but nigga, I'm tryna heal (yeah, yeah)
I just pulled up on my nigga Jigga like, "Brother we them niggas for real" (for real, brother)
I got fifty million for real (for real, brother), we come out the trenches for real (yeah)
F*ck keepin' tabs on a bitch, f*ck how these niggas'll feel (how they feel, yeah)
Just jumped off the jet on the way to the fight, we out here livin' for real (yeah, yeah)
Thank God for my freedom and my life, wish all my niggas was here (free my brother)
For my nigga TWeezie, I roll one twice and I crack a seal
Okay, I've been gettin' paid every way, tryna get it right (yeah, yeah)
I just hit the stage, forty days and forty nights (yeah, yeah)
Tired for real (Say, tired), grindin' for real (bitch, I grind)
They say his heart is broken, but his mind on them M's (oh, it's on my mind)
Got out my feelings and got in my bag, okay (my bag, my bag, okay)
Got out my feelings and got in my bag, okay (okay, okay, okay, okay)
Get out your feelings and get in your bag (yeah, yeah)
Get out your feelings and get you a bag (go get it)
Get out your feelings and go get a bag (yeah)
Get out your feelings and- (frrt, beep, beep)
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Get out your feelings and run up a bag
Got out my feelings and got in my bag
Got in my-, I'm back in my bag
Writer: Rodarius Green, Ronald Spence Jr.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
2018
I saw you in the back of my show last night
Standing underneath the exit sign
I know it wasn't really you though
'Cause you were always in the front row
And I've been looking for love online
And maybe some of them are real good guys
They're never gonna be like you though
You set the bar above the moon, so
I don't wanna be twenty-something
And still in my head about
Seventeen, in my bedroom talking
You said that by now
We'd paint the walls of our shared apartment
You're still everything I want, and
I think we could work it out
So what are you doin' now?
Now that you finally got the job you like
I'm making money off the songs I write
I know you said that I could call you
I wonder if you wanna call too
Now that the future doesn't feel so far
It doesn't seem as wrong to want what's ours
And after everything that's happened
I wanna put it in the past tense
'Cause I don't wanna be twenty-something
And still in my head about
Seventeen, in my bedroom talking
You said that by now
We'd paint the walls of our shared apartment
You're still everything I want, and
I think we could work it out
So what are you doin' now?
Look, uh
My tongue get twisted and I don't know what to say
Should've picked up the phone, but my pride got in the way
Only nineteen and we was in and out of state
By the time I turned twenty, I was opening up for Gates
And before the money, we had everything
Should've took you out the country, but was scared of planes
All the niggas I came in the game with
Either faded or they still on the same shit
But Noonie, he lane switched
To arena tours, marble floors
Gave my life to my dream but my heart was yours
Youngin made it out the trenches, really went the distance
Something they can't ignore
Rappers pretend to be friends, but they really wanna pass me
"Wave, let's do a song," that's the first thing they ask me
Jumbotron jumpin' like I came off Degrassi
Twenty-million-dollar mansion like an athlete
But my house ain't a home 'cause I'm in it alone
Couldn't right my wrongs, so I was writin' songs
Such a successful life, but my heart is gone
Waitin' for you to call my phone
'Cause I don't-
I don't wanna be twenty-something
And still in my head about
Seventeen in my bedroom talking
You said that by now
We'd paint the walls of our shared apartment
You're still everything I want, and
I think we could work it out
So what are you doin' now?
Standing underneath the exit sign
I know it wasn't really you though
'Cause you were always in the front row
And I've been looking for love online
And maybe some of them are real good guys
They're never gonna be like you though
You set the bar above the moon, so
I don't wanna be twenty-something
And still in my head about
Seventeen, in my bedroom talking
You said that by now
We'd paint the walls of our shared apartment
You're still everything I want, and
I think we could work it out
So what are you doin' now?
Now that you finally got the job you like
I'm making money off the songs I write
I know you said that I could call you
I wonder if you wanna call too
Now that the future doesn't feel so far
It doesn't seem as wrong to want what's ours
And after everything that's happened
I wanna put it in the past tense
'Cause I don't wanna be twenty-something
And still in my head about
Seventeen, in my bedroom talking
You said that by now
We'd paint the walls of our shared apartment
You're still everything I want, and
I think we could work it out
So what are you doin' now?
Look, uh
My tongue get twisted and I don't know what to say
Should've picked up the phone, but my pride got in the way
Only nineteen and we was in and out of state
By the time I turned twenty, I was opening up for Gates
And before the money, we had everything
Should've took you out the country, but was scared of planes
All the niggas I came in the game with
Either faded or they still on the same shit
But Noonie, he lane switched
To arena tours, marble floors
Gave my life to my dream but my heart was yours
Youngin made it out the trenches, really went the distance
Something they can't ignore
Rappers pretend to be friends, but they really wanna pass me
"Wave, let's do a song," that's the first thing they ask me
Jumbotron jumpin' like I came off Degrassi
Twenty-million-dollar mansion like an athlete
But my house ain't a home 'cause I'm in it alone
Couldn't right my wrongs, so I was writin' songs
Such a successful life, but my heart is gone
Waitin' for you to call my phone
'Cause I don't-
I don't wanna be twenty-something
And still in my head about
Seventeen in my bedroom talking
You said that by now
We'd paint the walls of our shared apartment
You're still everything I want, and
I think we could work it out
So what are you doin' now?
Writer: Rodarius Green, Saidie Jean
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Nostalgia is the fifth studio album by American rapper and singer Rod Wave.
The album contains guest appearances from Wet, 21 Savage, and Sadie Jean. It was supported by five singles: "Fight the Feeling", "Call Your Friends", "Come See Me", "Boyz Don't Cry", and "Checkmate".
Performed By:
Rod WaveThe album contains guest appearances from Wet, 21 Savage, and Sadie Jean. It was supported by five singles: "Fight the Feeling", "Call Your Friends", "Come See Me", "Boyz Don't Cry", and "Checkmate".
Producer(s): Adé, Aldaz, Amineskkrt, ATonOnMyMind, Ayo Bleu, AyoKxnzo, BeatsByJuko, BeatsByTrain, Bsquared, Camm, Desirez Beats, DKeyz, Dubba K Beats, Dvosk, Eelmatic, EgonBeUp, Fasbeats, FlexOnDaTrack, Fraxille, Gabe Lucas, Geo Vocals, JLH, Keyman, Landers, LayZBeats, LondnBlue, McCoy, Reach High Eli, Ronny J, Ryan Bevolo, SephGotTheWaves, ThatBossEvan, TnTXD, TrillGotJuice, Will-A-Fool, Xyn
Length: 55:25
Released: September 15th, 2023
Year: 2023