Young New World Young New Wave EY3ZLOW on the beat No, no, you don't love me Woah, woah, don't test me It, it, will get messy Baby, you too pretty Let me have a heartbreak Oh girl for heaven's sake I give you always take Is your goal for me to break Stop playing with my love (My love) Stop playing with my love (My love) I just wanna know, girl what did you do to me? I'm losing blood, girl you take my energy Stop playing with my heart, just to play with shopping carts These games I'm done with, no more knife, no more scars Cuz you are so dark, my eyes could never adjust I feel like I'm losing my mind, like there is no more us No, no, you don't love me Woah, woah, don't test me It, it, will get messy Baby, you too pretty Let me have a heartbreak Oh girl for heaven's sake I give you always take Is your goal for me to break Stop playing with my love (My love) Stop playing with my love (My love) No, no, you don't love me Woah, woah, don't test me It, it, will get messy Baby, you too pretty Let me have a heartbreak Oh girl for heaven's sake I give you always take Is your goal for me to break Stop playing with my love (My love) Stop playing with my love (My love)

(Southside on the track, yeah) Yeah, that's my buddy, buddy What about (Metro) That's my buddy, buddy, drinkin' on the muddy Pass it all off to the dogs, let 'em cut it Make sure you let hurt spirits hunt on it Put the dick all in as our ribs end up gutted Drinkin', Kid Cudi, actin' all slutty in front company Trayvon hoodie, know it's all goodie Don Juan pimpin' bitches, black tees, hoodies Durag business Lookin' all funky, but savin' all your cookies Act to the right, red for the rookies Ass on the right, hand on her left Bunch of wealthy rich guys like I sell it (Yeah, like I sell it) And you was supposed to call me back But I'm glad you didn't 'cause I got busy I just got a call while my brothers got whacked It was time to rise, lit the sticks in them masses You know if I pass, you won't get a call back and I won't hit you back, you never could've imagined Round of applause, you think you winnin' the battle Mama say she look at my eyes and see a casket Daddy said he looked at my eyes, he see a bastard I look in his eyes and I see a future pastor Funny niggas tryna be cool, you're a actor No, I don't wanna lose to a Casper I was rockin' Jimmy Choo's on my first tour I still was thinkin' like a fool on my first tour Now I'm on my worst tour That's my buddy, buddy, drinkin' on the muddy Pass it all off to the dogs, let 'em cut it Make sure you let hurt spirits hunt on it Put the dick all in as our ribs end up gutted Drinkin', Kid Cudi, actin' all slutty in front company Trayvon hoodie, know it's all goodie Don Juan pimpin' bitches, black tees, hoodies Durag business Rich stepper, let's begin, I got a million on the coast Thousand better, thousand shooters Y'all, I been on C-Low Cash pryer, let her cash it in and left her with a note Never beat, niggas, ain't ever-ever (No) Pooh-manji, we devise, we like to swap buy (We like to swap buy) Droptop, we pushin' P, she got a cockeye, cockeye Sham, bangin' rows, they brung the prop' side (Prop' side) Ain't no switchin' sides, I'm with the gas shit 'til I pass out Now they say they feelin' us (Yeah) But reality, they ain't as big as us (Nah) Fuck her every night, I know fo' sure, she catchin' many nuts (Body count) Call in, they still sendin' boxes right through just like a Pizza Hut Put it on, then eat it up (Eat it), flooded down as my pieces up Drop the top, you stab me in the wind I be feelin' like a DJ when I tell her spin (Three sixty) Ran up all these millions so I went, copped another bitch (Skrrt) Don't let my fuckin' brother near my Rolex You're not my twin (Keed, Keed) That's my buddy, buddy, drinkin' on the muddy Pass it all off to the dogs, let 'em cut it Make sure you let hurt spirits hunt on it Put the dick all in as our ribs end up gutted Drinkin', Kid Cudi, actin' all slutty in front company Trayvon hoodie, know it's all goodie Don Juan pimpin' bitches, black tees, hoodies Durag business Lookin' all funky, but savin' all your cookies Act' to the right, red for the rookies Ass on the right, hand on her left Bunch of wealthy rich guys like I sell it Like I sell it

Do you want smoke? We want all the smoke Tell me what you want, tell me what I can do (What I can do) 'Cause I know that my soul is dying for you Tell me what you want, I'll do all I can do 'Cause my soul is out here burning on fire for you And I can't realize how much I done been through (All been through) When I argue it feels like All the pain has been through, has been through When I hug you, the pain goes away (It goes away) Baby, I need you until I go to the Heaven Gates (See Jesus) Will you please come with me and be my lady (Come be my lady) Stop arguing with me, please stop being shady Tell me what you want, tell me what I can do (What I can do) 'Cause I know that my soul is dying for you Tell me what you want, and all that I can do 'Cause my soul is out here burning on fire for you And I can't realize how much I done been through (All been through) When I argue it feels like All the pain has been through, has been through Lovin' you, baby, I won't pretend to Tell you that I love you on this instrumental I told you that I love you, not coincidental I'ma keep it real 'til my dying days Baby know a nigga got young nigga ways (Yeah, yeah) Poppin' loud like an AK Tell me what you want, and all that I can do Tell me what you want, tell me what I can do (What I can do) 'Cause I know that my soul is dying for you Tell me what you want, I'll do all I can do 'Cause my soul is out here burning on fire for you And I can't realize how much I have been through (All been through) When I argue it feels like All the pain has been through, has been through Oh Has been through