My Love (feat. Drake) - Majid Jordan

Drop down, drop-drop Shit is real out here Drop down, drop-drop Drop-drop-drop down, drop-drop, get it (yeah) Get it, drop down, drop-drop Ooh, I rode the 305 to my city I get it, I get it I get it, I get it, I swear that I get it I get it, I get it We did it, we did it We did it, we did it We so far from finished I brought you right back just so we can relive it I get it, I get it I get it, I get it Your hustle don't ever go unnoticed baby, I'm with you I'm with it, oh I get it, I get it I get it, I get it I get it, I get it They don't work hard as you Damn, that's so crazy At the end of the night when you count, numbers don't lie to my baby Locker room full of money Girl, you just did it I get it, I get it, man fuck all that talking, take shots to the kidney Down payment on the Jaguar Your roommate got credit 12 months on the lease, that's a come up, baby, don't you ever forget it Connections are heavy Every real nigga they fuck with you Nails chipped out in diamonds, you sparkle but fuck, man, that spark ain't enough for you Ooh, I rode the 305 to my city I get it, I get it I get it, I get it, I swear that I get it I get it, I get it We did it, we did it We did it, we did it We so far from finished I brought you right back just so we can relive it I get it, I get it I get it, I get it Your hustle don't ever go unnoticed baby, I'm with you I'm with it, oh I get it, I get it I get it, I get it I get it, I get it (Oh, baby) Tonight was your night Go get you some lobsters and shrimp You smart and you know it, I get it, I get it, you outdo these pimps I hope you don't fall That's you on the top of the ceiling Don't you ever forget 'bout your story, I get it, you did it, you did it Got a link on the champagne Your best friend is bar-tending Your parents sayin' this another phase in your life, they can't wait until it's all finished Shine on them hoes Let 'em know that you run shit I get it I get it, I'm workin' too hard let's get into some fun shit 281 to my city Heard you had trouble at customs Your girl got a DUI, I'll make the calls to get y'all through customs Tell your best friend, "Girl, get your paperwork right" I get it, I get it, what's up for the night? (Oh) I got the 305 in my city I get it, I get it I get it, I get it, I swear that I get it I get it, I get it We just did it, we did it We did it, we did it We so far from finished I brought you right back just so we can relive it I get it, get it, get it Drop down, drop-drop down I get it, get it, get it Drop down, drop-drop down Uh, your momma used to live at the church on Sunday You just go to LIV after church on Sunday, oh Lord Oh Lord, we're not in Kansas anymore We're not in Kansas anymore (yeah)

Yeah, that's about it This shit sound like what being rich feel like Fo' real This life shit, is everywhere you can't control it Too much going on Too much, too much, too much Too much, too much, too much You, you, you Make me wanna take ya down through there Make me wanna take ya down through there I'll take it there Why you never come to where I stay at? Always hiding out in your New York condo Why you never come to where I stay at? If anybody knows, girl you know, I know Why are we wasting our relationship on a relationship? Why are we rushing and forcing it? This isn't making sense Why are we focused on things that don't even mean nothing, girl? Why can we not find the time to sit down and discuss it, girl? Let me at least tell you my side of things, man Aw man, aw man Aw, man Me and you are playing house, start thinking that I'm losing touch Got a tight grip on ya now, maybe I should loosen up When I leave you and I go home, I start forgetting what it is Start to think I got to get it how I live We too busy for a wedding or a kid If I'm working then I know you working Keep in touch with other women, 'cause you make me nervous I empower girls that don't deserve it I don't mean to do that shit on purpose It's just that when I go home, I start forgetting what it is The dream is over, I get lost up in the 6 And you don't ever come to where I stay at You just rather stay up in your New York condo You don't ever come to where I stay at If anybody knows, girl you know, I know Why are we wasting our relationship on a relationship? You know how sticky these situations get You go up higher than me some days You know what I think we could be some day Let me at least show you my side of things, man Aw man, aw man Aw man