[00:00.000] 作曲 : Barrington Hendricks
[00:37.243]Don't- away-away-away boy
[00:40.097]Don't walk away-
[00:41.584]There-there-there for you
[00:42.947]Don't- don't walk away boy
[00:46.235]Don't walk- don't walk away
[00:47.992]I'll be right there for you
[00:49.790]
[00:50.013]Ay, bitch, I'm back outside, they gettin' surprised when they hearin' these beats like epiphanies
[00:53.209]Back and forth to this African-booty scratcher
[00:54.818]I left all of that talk at the bitch's bee
[00:56.332]I was at the château with the blower
[00:57.784]You said you would show, but you never did shit to me
[00:59.555]If you showed for that face, then things wouldn't be shit
[01:01.233]With some shots, the same old [?]
[01:02.850]It's texts other mens and they pics of me
[01:04.328]He talk shit with his friend, send that shit to me
[01:05.767]That bitch only online, she ain't real to me
[01:07.270]They is what niggas think I'm supposed to be
[01:09.041]It's so funny, you played me, you tough, but you can't back it up, but you back it and post at me
[01:12.123]I done had that boy faced down, ass up, like yo baby mama be, uh (I'll be there for you)
[01:15.884]**** these niggas, I'm spazzin', hittin' that ho 'til I gave her a heart attack
[01:19.174]I just told that bitch stretch on your body back
[01:20.788]I put creativity back on the map
[01:22.232]I be spittin' that dope like it's 80s crack
[01:23.706]**** you, you ain't gettin' no cash back
[01:25.450]He see daddy and then he get flashbacks
[01:26.964]You keep yappin', I open my Cash App
[01:28.445]I ball, head on the sack
[01:29.769]Bitch, I go Amber Rose on these MAGA rats
[01:30.985]Yeah, I stand on that shit, ain't no back and back
[01:32.524]I don't care what you feel, I ain't factor that and that's real
[01:34.184]Barry Sanders, every runner's a real
[01:35.854]Colonel Sanders, keep the recipe sealed
[01:37.993]These niggas connected like Ronny, for real
[01:39.543]Like Nepotism, with her boy in the field (I'll be there f-)
[01:41.573]I let it hit, brewin' that coffee, I'm takin' a sip
[01:43.758]Everybody thinkin' pickin', they sweet
[01:45.326]Thinkin' it's Blood, [?] I live with Crip Crips
[01:46.956]Y'all niggas thinkin' you one step ahead
[01:48.472]Diss me late and you know that I'm hip
[01:50.076]Y'all keep on thinkin' I'm playin' the hand I was dealt
[01:51.651]Yeah, until the same cake get a grip on that bitch
[01:53.719]Y'all want none of them problems
[01:55.610]Y'all want none them issues
[01:57.176]None of your people gon' miss you
[01:58.791]You're better off with a tissue
[02:00.389]Go to the [?] with misses
[02:01.795]She catchin' the tip like a stripper
[02:03.348]I had issues with my barber
[02:04.991]You got issues with the clippers
[02:09.161]
[02:30.614]Don't- away-away-away boy
[02:33.497]Don't walk away-
[02:34.315]There-there-there for you
[02:36.900]Don't- don't walk away boy
[02:39.933]Don't walk- don't walk away
[02:41.608]I'll be right there for you

作曲 : Barrington Hendricks
Don't- away-away-away boy
Don't walk away-
There-there-there for you
Don't- don't walk away boy
Don't walk- don't walk away
I'll be right there for you
Ay, bitch, I'm back outside, they gettin' surprised when they hearin' these beats like epiphanies
Back and forth to this African-booty scratcher
I left all of that talk at the bitch's bee
I was at the château with the blower
You said you would show, but you never did shit to me
If you showed for that face, then things wouldn't be shit
With some shots, the same old
It's texts other mens and they pics of me
He talk shit with his friend, send that shit to me
That bitch only online, she ain't real to me
They is what niggas think I'm supposed to be
It's so funny, you played me, you tough, but you can't back it up, but you back it and post at me
I done had that boy faced down, ass up, like yo baby mama be, uh (I'll be there for you)
**** these niggas, I'm spazzin', hittin' that ho 'til I gave her a heart attack
I just told that bitch stretch on your body back
I put creativity back on the map
I be spittin' that dope like it's 80s crack
**** you, you ain't gettin' no cash back
He see daddy and then he get flashbacks
You keep yappin', I open my Cash App
I ball, head on the sack
Bitch, I go Amber Rose on these MAGA rats
Yeah, I stand on that shit, ain't no back and back
I don't care what you feel, I ain't factor that and that's real
Barry Sanders, every runner's a real
Colonel Sanders, keep the recipe sealed
These niggas connected like Ronny, for real
Like Nepotism, with her boy in the field (I'll be there f-)
I let it hit, brewin' that coffee, I'm takin' a sip
Everybody thinkin' pickin', they sweet
Thinkin' it's Blood, I live with Crip Crips
Y'all niggas thinkin' you one step ahead
Diss me late and you know that I'm hip
Y'all keep on thinkin' I'm playin' the hand I was dealt
Yeah, until the same cake get a grip on that bitch
Y'all want none of them problems
Y'all want none them issues
None of your people gon' miss you
You're better off with a tissue
Go to the with misses
She catchin' the tip like a stripper
I had issues with my barber
You got issues with the clippers
Don't- away-away-away boy
Don't walk away-
There-there-there for you
Don't- don't walk away boy
Don't walk- don't walk away
I'll be right there for you