Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough (Pop your shit, Float) uh 'Cause the whole time, you were giving away what should have been my love (Bobby Kritical) Yeah, what she said? (Let's go) Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough Don't trip, I'ma spin the block for you Tunnel vision to the money, I'ma hold the spot for you, huh 'Cause the whole time, you were giving away what should have been my love (Yeah, look) You ain't even gotta trip, I'll be back for you Anywhеre you at, I'll travel 'cross the map for you (facts) Hеlla busy, I know you don't want a broke nigga (yeah) Run the racks up first, then elope with you (yeah) You can tell me all your secrets, I can cope with you (yeah) And she brought her own gas, let me float with you (hey) Know you feelin' like you ain't gettin' enough time (what?) All I ask, for you to ride through rough times (rough) Is you gon' fuck with me when I need you? (When I need you) Even if you tell me lies, I believe you (ayy) Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough (what? What?) Don't trip, I'ma spin the block for you Tunnel vision to the money, I'ma hold the spot for you, huh I come back every time just to try to feel your love (look) You ain't even gotta trip, I'll be back for you Anywhere you at, I'll travel 'cross the map for you (let's go) I come back every time just to try to feel your love (yeah) Playin' all the time like you miss me Seen you out in public with your nigga and you dissed me (what?) (Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough) Type of time you on, man? (bitch) You know where I'm at, you know where to find me Hit you late night, where you at? Perfect timing (go) Fell in love with false dreams, fell in love with diamonds (go) I ain't got no snag on my coat while I'm climbin' (go) I don't know what time you be on, but I be vibin' (go) Pull up to your city, call your phone, why you hidin'? You ain't even tell me it was safe, but I'm slidin' But I play it safe, if I don't feel it then I'm slidin' Turn your camera off when in public, keep it private If we cut ties, least you know I kept it solid (on God) (Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough) Don't trip, I'ma spin the block for you Tunnel vision to the money, I'ma hold the spot for you, huh ('Cause the whole time, you were giving away what should have been my love) Talk to me, what? You ain't even gotta trip, I'll be back for you Anywhere you at, I'll travel 'cross the map for you Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough Let's go 'Cause the whole time, you were giving away what should have been my love Huh, facts (fuck with me enough) (Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough) (Fuck with me enough) (Rare Sound) oh, oh, oh, oh ('Cause the whole time, you were giving away what should have been my love) (Sometimes I feel like you don't tell me, you fuck with me enough)

Spin, spin Southside in this muhfucka They gon' come down and do it all ATL Jacob They gon' turn back around too, they-they coming back around Atlanta to the Chi', all the way around Yeah Spin the block, spin it one more time (All the way, all the way) Got the drop on you, sittin' outside (Skrt, skrt) Me and Durkio go back to back (Back to back) Hangin' out the window, Mac to Mac (Brr) Spin the block, nigga, spin it one more time Unload that Glock, nigga, load that one more time Fuck them cops, nigga, spin it one more time (One more time) Hit the spot then I'm hittin' it one more time (Let's get it) I'm a Southside Englewood nigga with a check How the fuck you into it with us and you ain't kill nobody yet? You was holdin' up diplomas, they was holdin' up a TEC While my 'migos drink Corona, we was pourin' up the Tech So don't ever front your move 'Cause Booka catch you through the back Ain't no rumors for no stool, paperwork, we spittin' facts And they goin' off my word, only time they give it back And my brother lost that trial time, he tryna give it back (gang) We be rollin' in the lobby, we be mixin' it with flats That's why they don't play with me 'Cause I'm not friendly with the threats Only the family in my eyes, I got it tatted on my neck I just took a flight to Detroit, got some head playin' Dex While my baby mamas trippin' thinkin' they made my life a wreck And they all thought I was tripping 'Cause I said his ass a rat (Hoe) Why they steady ask for cash And they know their ass in debt (Let's get it) And the shit we doing now That shit first flight to the feds, they wanna kill us (Kill us) Foenem geekin' off them dots, they wanna drill up (Drill up) I know some niggas payin' rent, doin' fill-ups Before they talk to me, these niggas rather talk to pillows We talkin' to these trenches, niggas act like they don't hear I throw my set up with that Draco 'cause we bang These niggas mad, they turned to opps 'cause they can't hang (Facts) They tried to drag my name through mud 'cause they ain't gang (Facts) They say they family but they don't understand my pain (Facts) Told them old-heads, sit back, just don't get involved And that dope they got ain't sellin', they brought fentanyl (Fentanyl) 23 and 1, no visits, I ain't get a call (Ain't get a call) Foenem put them beams on you, look like chicken pox (Chicken pox) And that gun I got, that shit don't even come in stocks (Brrah) And that nigga I call my plug, his shit don't come in rocks And I heard my ex-bitch out here bad, I heard she full of cocks And you'd think he fuck with credit the way he flippin' cars (Brr) Ooh, ridin' 'round with your Draco (Ridin' 'round with a draco) Ooh, ridin' 'round with your mask on (I'm ridin' 'round with my mask on) Ooh, ridin' 'round with your Glock out (I'm ridin' 'round with that Glock out) Ooh, shout-out niggas who gon' rock out (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ooh, I ride around with that draco (Ridin' 'round with that draco) Ooh, I ride around with my mask on (With my mask on) Ooh, I ride around my check up ('Round that my check up) Ooh, I ride around with my mask on (Let's get it) Spin the block, spin it one more time (All the way, all the way) Got the drop on you, sittin' outside (Skrt, skrt) Me and Durkio go back to back (Back to back) Hangin' out the window, Mac to Mac (Brr) Spin the block, nigga, spin it one more time Unload that Glock, nigga, load that one more time Fuck them cops, nigga, spin it one more time Hit the spot then I'm hittin' it one more time I'm a hot nigga, sound like Juvenile Hit the pot, nigga, hold the other side Off that block, where the shit get pop-popped Bullet brr, sprinkle, sprinkle, bodies drop, drop (Brr, brr) Every hour, there's a homicide Fuck them cowards, they can't come outside Soon as you up the tool, oh, ain't 'bout to let it fly Niggas get out of line, gotta let it die Spin the block and spin it one more time Hit the top, hit it one more time (Let's go) Spin the block, spin it one more time Drop the top, it's a Aston Martin Ask my Zoe, he gon' ride or die Kick a door, we go eye for eye Split the goal, blood on your mind Aventador, I can touch the sky Out of dungeons, like no dragon fears Baby gangster, get it how you live RondoNumbaNine, get you out of here I just turned the Gucci socks to a ski-mask I stopped drankin' for a month, then I relapsed Got my hood sewed up and I don't be there (I got dawgs) Bought some chains for my niggas, what they be 'bout Give a bitch 10 Gs when she leave out Catch the bullet from the stick, cut your sleeves out Going straight for the hit, then you ease out Do a U-turn, hit 'em up, then speed out Ain't no lead, just somethin' to read 'bout Spin the block, spin it one more time Hit your block, say it's man down Hit his top, hit him one more time Spin the block, hit it one more time All the way, all the way

This is it Spin it on, don't stop, take it back to the top 'Cause I've got a whole lotta love for you I wanna spin it on Spin it on! Off to the flicks with the piddle in her nicks To the fair with her hair in curlers Their cousins didn't get all down to the pleasure dome Their cousins didn't send their night in an aircraft hangar Memories Spin it on, don't stop, take it back to the top 'Cause I got a whole lotta love for you That's why I wanna spin it on Spin it on! Spin it on! Spin it on! Spin it on, don't stop, take it back to the top 'Cause I got a whole lotta love for you That's why I wanna spin it on Off to the fields with a missionary's zeal for the life Of the wife of the farmer Their cousins didn't get all down to the billiard hall Their cousins didn't spend their time on a pinball table Memories Spin it on, don't stop, take it back to the top 'Cause I got a whole lotta love for you That's why I wanna spin it on Spin it on! Spin it on! Spin it on! Spin it on! I wanna spin it on! Spin it on! I wanna spin it on! Spin it on! Spin it on! Don't stop! Take it back to the top! 'Cause I got a whole lotta for you!

(Ik hou het aller, aller, allerallermeest van jou) (Als ik niet bij je ben) Ik moest even weg een paar dagen Zonder haar naast me Om een antwoord te vinden op een paar vragen De waan van alle dag kan soms zwaar dragen En is de afstand wat je visie laat draaien Ik heb wat rust ingelast voor de leegte Ik heb wat boeken ingepakt om te lezen Onzichtbaar in de camouflage van het alledaagse Gewenning doet een mens snel vergeten Ik besluit om te lopen naar de stad Diner voor één in een leeg restaurant Ik kijk omhoog en zie je kleur rood in de lucht Die me doet denken aan je favoriete shirt Ik tel hier alle dagen af Tot ik bijna weer naar huis toe kan Ik hou het aller, aller, allerallermeest van jou Als ik niet bij je ben Nu zit ik hier op deze plek Tot ik mij ineens besef Ik hou het aller, aller, allerallermeest van jou Als ik niet bij je ben Ik hou het aller, aller, allerallermeest van jou Als ik niet bij je ben Ik moet weg van kleine dingen Ergens anders ruimte vinden Weg van de beslommeringen Van het leven dat we leiden Dus geef me even tijd Da's alles wat ik wil Om mezelf weer te zien als onderdeel van het grotere geheel Vanaf hier is alles oké, wij samen ook ey En als je wil neem ik het tijdschrift voor je ook mee Want dat is prachtig Zelfs de kleine dingen waar ik mij aan irriteer normaal daar moet ik hier om lachen Ik pak m'n telefoon en bel je op Om te zeggen dat ik toch wat eerder thuiskom Vreemd dat ik helemaal naar hier moest gaan Om te weten wat ik allang wist Ik hou het aller, aller, allerallermeest van jou Vreemd dat ik helemaal naar hier moest gaan Om te weten wat ik allang wist Ik hou het aller, aller, allerallermeest van jou Als ik niet bij je ben Ik tel hier alle dagen af Tot ik bijna weer naar huis toe kan Ik hou het aller, aller, allerallermeest van jou Als ik niet bij je ben Nu zit ik hier op deze plek Tot ik mij ineens besef Ik hou het aller, aller, allerallermeest van jou Als ik niet bij je ben Ik hou het aller, aller, allerallermeest van jou Als ik niet bij je ben Ik hou het aller, aller, allerallermeest van jou

Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here? Dexter Ayy, what's up bro? (Hahaha) Like, like, I need you to roll some Woods up, you know what I'm sayin'? Haha, ya dig? Dexter, what Dex Meet Dexter, ya dig me? Ooh, AP wrist (AP wrist like what) Whoa, Dexter, wait (Dexter, yeah, what) Baggin' huh (ooh), stackin' (stackin') Fuck your lil' bitch automatic, huh (I did) I got my .30 no lackin' (you what?) .40 on me so I'm packin' (whoa) Catch me downtown with your bitch (your Bitch), she doin' dicks (your bitch, what?) Off the coke and shit, man she love the shit, Up her nose and shit (ooh, up her nose and shit, Dexter) Wait, add it, add it, huh (what, ooh) Smokin' on Woods, I don't pass it (I don't) Niggas broke, they be braggin', huh Eighty my wrist for the fashion, huh (Dexter) Hop in my Lamb and I skrrt, huh (whoa) Bad bitch off the Perc (a what?) I put that money her purse (ooh) Run up on me put the holes in your shirt, Dexter (yeah) Y'know what I'm sayin'? (Haha) Like, like, I just be gettin' to the money, you know what I'm sayin'? (I do) Y'know what I'm sayin'? Like I got eighty, I really got eighty on my wrist, ya know what I'm sayin'? (80K) Ha, what, Dex Meet Dexter (haha, haha) Fuck your lil' bitch whatever Like I be talkin' my shit, y'know what I'm sayin'? 'Chino say talk your shit, It's the album (like talk your shit, Dexter) Jake roll up woods (haha, what's up Jake?) Bad bitch lookin' good (ya dig?) Uh Dexter Like wait (uh whoa) Ooh (yeah, a what?) Off it, off it (ooh, I'm off it) Pop a lil' pill, and I'm off it (you what?) Got a lil' bitch up in Boston (uh whoa) Swear to god she be ballin' (Dexter) Lick on that molly, she geekin' (a what?) Hop in that Maybach, we tweakin' (I do) Hit a corner for no reason (ooh) Ice on my wrist, you think I'm anemic (ooh) Cuffin' that bitch, I'm like for no reason (I don't) Yeezy my feet, just give me the season (a what?) Diamonds yellow like it's peein' (ooh) Hop in the Ghost, I can't see it (I don't) Off it huh, off it (I'm off it) Swear to god, bitch you lost it (uh whoa) Pop a pill, now I'm off it (ooh) Run up on him, put him right in a coffin (Dexter) Huh Know what I'm sayin'? (Hahahaha) Ooh, huh, what, huh Run up on him, he lost it Run up on him, put him right in a coffin (Dexter) Nah, like it's the, it's just the Dex Meet Dexter shit Y'know what I'm sayin'? I don't know what's goin' on But look at my wrist, ya dig? Dexter Meet Dexter What? What? What? Ooh, ooh, Dexter, yeah