[Verse] I don't wanna see no one wit' you, I don't see no one but you If you was me I bet you would be fucking up too, I bet you can't walk in my shoes You made me feel like I always had something to prove, I did a bunch of shit for you I cut off bitches just for you, I copped Givenchy just for you I got a show out in Miami, Should I cancel it for
you? It wouldn't be fair to you if I wasn't there for you, puttin' money over you Do I really have to choose? Money or you? I gotta admit it to you... [Chorus] I don't need you baby, but if you down alright I want you baby Don't stress me out at night, just let me love you And let me live my life, let me be But don't trust me baby, don't even trust myself Don't try to change
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i think i’m numb to the pain
i can’t take my eyes off your face
one day i even look through your phone like a fool
cause you’re way too good to be true
you know there’s no need to feel a way
i f+cked on that
b+tch but i don’t treat yall the same
and even if i ain’t f+cking with you
ill catch a murder for you
like i chose my heart over you
i never thought it was cool but
at least i was honest with you
if it ain’t me i don’t wanna see no one wit’ you, i don’t see no one but you
if you was me i bet you would be f+cking up too, i bet you can’t walk in my shoes
you made me feel like i always had somеthing to prove, i did a bunch of sh+t for you
ill catch a murder for
you
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"Check (International Artist Remix)"
(feat. RAYE)
[RAYE (Kojo Band):]
Hold me, never said you're gonna do that (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Move me, never said that you would do that
Now, love me, never said that you would do that
No no no no, babe, look what you do to me, no
[A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie:]
Baby, will you go and let's slide
You don't gotta worry, you're such a boss, you can leave
I can give you just
enough time
Just enough time to make make you to fall in love with me
What you want Givenchy, Louis, Gucci, Birkin's, Hermes, Christian's, Amiri, ERD
Dripped in Elliante, now everybody on your body
Never sorry
Which color 'Rari should I hop in?, chain ockey
Be my bitch and my friend and never worry
Big 40 in a big Benz 'cause they lurking
Wrist got a hundred and ten worth of diamonds
'Cause she wanna fuck me with her friend, I like it
Say she wanna give me
good head, I like it
I slept in the wrong bed but I like it
Remember when we was sitting in your bed getting naked
Remember when you were saying how I fuck too crazy
I bet I can make you say I love you baby
I know you hate being rushed, yeah, look
I'll take over the whole world for you baby
You 'gon tell me that ain't enough, yeah
I got all this Christian Dior for you baby
When you 'gon come and pick it up, yeah
How many times I went raw for you baby?
Crazy that...
[Kojo Funds:]
She makin' me weed check
Grinder check
Rizla check
I got the lighter check
Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess
And you can lay upon my chest
She makin' me weed check
Grinder check
Rizla check
I got the lighter check
Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess
And you can lay upon my chest, yeah
Baby girl, you coming around, I know you staying around me because you never wanna leave, bomboclat
And
then I'll go in and out and then I hear your sound saying, I'm everything you need, ooh yeah
You wanna know where we can go?
All the way to Fernando
You wanna be my Nintento?
But you gotta know I don't play no games
[RAYE:]
Everything you say is true
I'd be a mess here without you
And I'll hold you down, you don't need to stress
So let me just lay upon your chest
[Kojo Funds:]
She makin' me weed check
Grinder check
Rizla
check
I got the lighter check
Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess
And you can lay upon my chest
She makin' me weed check
Grinder check
Rizla check
I got the lighter check
Roll the weed and let me smoke the sess
And you can lay upon my chest, aye ya
[Kojo Funds & RAYE:]
There something in my ride
Baby, it's my big black 9
Hoping that it don't take your life
Baby, you will feel alright
Listen, baby girl, there's
something in my ride (no, no, no)
Baby, it's my big black 9 (no, no, no)
Hoping that it don't take your life
Baby, you will feel alright, feel alright
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Writer(s): Craig Ashley David, Mark Hill, Darren Hill, Janee Millicent Lucy Bennett, Errol Bellot, Rachel Agatha Keen, Gabriel Kusimo