The Way (feat. Chance the Rapper) - Kehlani

Wait, kringle bells all the way Ayy, on your heels, girl make that shake (shake, shake, shake) Ayy, got 'bout three hoes on my sleigh And tryna tee up Christmas day Won't you, won't you kringle bells all the way Ayy, got them bells all on her shake (shake, shake, shake, shake) Got 'bout three hoes on the way Ayy, got 'bout three hoes in my sleigh, ayy Legs up Hello, kitty (hell yeah) I wanna prove (ah yeah) It's cuffing season (hell yeah) But you got a man (yeah, yeah) Tell him get (spread up) I'm in the spirit (yeah, yeah) So who's is it? (Say it now) I don't play (legs up) See my face (hell yeah) Have a seat (oh, yeah) Make a plate (hell yeah) She can't wait (yeah, yeah) Still awake (spread up) To open gifts (yeah, yeah) It's Christmas Day (say it now) Ayy, kringle bells all the way (all the way) Ayy, on your heels, girl, make that shake (I make it shake) Got 'bout three hoes on my sleigh (up on my sleigh) And tryna tee up Christmas day (on Christmas day) Won't you, won't you kringle bells all the way? (All the way) Ayy, got them bells all on her shake (on Christmas day) Got 'bout three hoes on the way (I brought them away) Ayy, got 'bout three hoes in my sleigh I'll keep you close, howlin' in snow Call your Santa Claus That's what Christmas for Hey, I got three hoes on the way (on the way) Got 'bout three hoes on my sleigh (I make it sleigh) They tryna tee up Christmas Day (on Christmas Day) They tryna tee up Christmas Day (on Christmas Day) Tell them jingle bells all the way (up all the way) Bells are hangin', damn they shake (and make it shake) I got three hoes on the way (up on the way) They tryna tee up Christmas day (on Christmas Day) Just tell me which floor, should I get off? And I'll be right there to set it off I'll be right there to deck the halls Either your love or none at all And your presence is a present for me For Christmas or just because It's either your love or none at all Either your love or none at all Christmas Oh, I love Christmas Being obligated to buy shit for people at a certain time in the year I buy Christmas gifts, but just, just 'cause you're supposed to, Jesus Autotune that for me Jesus Consumerism Jesus' Birthday I swear to God, if you leave my raw vocals like that We not friends anymore Autotune my shit and put them Put them Travis Scott effects on my shit

I hear a lot about sinners Don't think that I'll be a saint But I might go down to the river 'Cause the way that the sky opens up when we touch Yeah, it's makin' me say The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy Oh God Runnin' to the altar like a track star Can't wait another second 'Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me Feels so holy I don't do well with the drama And no, I can't stand it bein' fake No, no, no, no, no, no-no-no I don't believe in nirvana 'Cause the way that we love in the night gave me life Baby, I can't explain The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy (Yes, oh God) Oh God Runnin' to the altar like a track star Can't wait another second The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me Feels so holy They say we're too young and The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushin'" Wise men say, "Fools rush in" But I don't know (ah-ah, ah, ah) They say we're too young and The pimps and the players say, "Don't go crushin'" Wise men say, "Fools rush in" But I don't know The first step pleases the Father Might be the hardest to take But when you come out of the water I'm a believer, my heart is fleshy Life is short with a temper like Joe Pesci They wanna come and sing Your praises, Your name is catchy But they don't see you how I see you, Parlay and Desi Cross, Tween, Tween, Hesi' hit the jet speed If they get messy, go lefty, like Lionel Messi Let's take a trip and get the Vespas or rent a jet-ski I know the spots that got the best weed, we goin' next week I wanna honor, wanna honor You I'm my father's child I know when the son takes the first steps, the Father's proud If you make it to the water, He will part the clouds I know He made you a snack like Oscar Proud Suffer it to be, so now gotta clean it up Formalize the union, in communion He can trust I know I ain't leavin' you like I know He ain't leavin' us I know we believe in God, and I know God believes in us The way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me (It feels so) feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy (it feels so) It feels so holy

Want to hear all their preaching, man, look It's a difference between preaching and speaking from experience (we give 'em hope) We the one's moving around them trenches man (we give 'em hope) I got them niggas woke, man (we give 'em hope) I give them niggas hope, man (we are the hope) Make sure you tell them (tell 'em) Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (oh), pray up (oh) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) We live in the days where niggas do shit without even thinking about it (thinking about it) But who am I to talk? Blew 50k without thinking about it (thinking about it) Beefin' with niggas about shit so stupid, we shouldn't be beefing about it If you in high school, I encourage you, go try to make it to college (go try to make it) Got niggas in prison Your body locked up, don't let your mind be Daydream, make a plan, write it out, don't forget that your mind free Don't let that wasted time be a waste of time, that's how niggas get back in chains Bro only 5'8" but he run up and bang on you like he 'Bron James Fuckin' up the money, steady buying chains (buying chains) But this what I wanted Bust down Rollie, AP, shit feel good and look good, don't it? I got the ball, got hit, fumbled Picked it back up, scored six on 'em Did a field goal with the Louis kicks on 'em Said I would lose, got the win on 'em like Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (oh), pray up (oh) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) I'm in the trenches (I'm in the trenches) I give 'em hope (hope, hope) I get 'em books (I get 'em books) I get 'em coats (coats, coats) They fuck with the kid (fuck with the kid) I'm the adult Bitch, I'm the father figure, nigga the coach Fuck a result, I want revolt You want the bow ties, well, you need a co-sign And I'm at your bowtie, since you let Bettie Jones die Gotta go hit up COPA, then I go hit the folks (huh) Then I go hit up Sosa, gotta hitcha from both sides Get the Zulu and Xhosa and I gotta ride shotgun Ain't no fun when you ghost ride, tell the mayor I'm gon' slide And the city my co-pilot, nothin' but a lil' more mileage You don't want the type of smoke I lift (huh! Huh!) Shake this bitch open with both eyelids Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (wake up), wake up, pray up (pray up), stay up Wake up (oh), pray up (oh) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope) Motivate the trenches (motivate the trenches) We got 'em woke (we got 'em woke) Street niggas winnin' (street niggas winnin') We give 'em hope (we give 'em hope)

First, we was touchin' and just kissin' softly Ended up fussing, can you get up off me? Gettin' emot-, gettin' emotional Gettin' emot-, gettin' emotional It ain't been the same between us Where's the disconnection? You need somethin' else Well, maybe she can do it better I guess, choose peace over stress Can't clean up your mess You wanna leave? Be my guest Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started Call me aggressive, I'm just bein' honest Ain't gotta do too much, much, much Hey, this is a little too much, much, much Why you gotta do so much, much, much? You don't gotta do so much, much, much This ain't no nonchalant, let's have a heart to heart Talkin' 'bout splittin' up, you thinkin' 'bout givin' up That's irrever-, that's irreversible Who gon' get hurt? Who gon' get hurt? You don't know It ain't been the same between us Where's the disconnection? You need somethin' different Maybe she can do it better I guess, choose peace over stress Won't clean up your mess If you wanna leave, be my guest Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started Call me aggressive, I'm just bein' honest Ain't gotta do too much, much, much Swear it's just a little too much, much, much Why you gotta do so much, much, much? You ain't gotta do so much, much, much Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started

On and on, on and on, on and on (oh-oh, oh-oh) On and on, on and on, on, on Anything you're saying to me right now Probably have the right to say Any crazy things you're feeling for me tonight You can get it on out the way 'Cause I ain't been the best that I could've been I ain't do the shit that I should've did But every time I come crawling on my knees You're there And you just keep on takin' me back And I don't know why you do 'Caise I'm no good to you And you just keep on taking me back In your open arms, maybe I belong And you just keep on taking... You can yell and you can curse and call me a bitch Probably have the right to do, oh You can tell the world that I'm a narcissist I would think they'd listen to you 'Cause I ain't been the best that I could've been, huh I ain't do the shit that I should've did But every time I come crawling on my knees You're there And you just keep on taking me back And I don't know why you do 'Cause I'm no good to you And you just keep on taking me back In your open arms, maybe I belong And you just keep on taking... Me back, and I don't know why you do 'Cause I'm no good to you And you just keep on taking me back In your open arms, baby, I belong And you just keep on taking... I'm not taking you back Oh no, I'm not, no, I'm Taking me, you're taking me really back No, I'm, no, I'm, no, I'm, no, I'm not

See, this the best motherfucking pussy a nigga ever had in his motherfuckin' life This the type of pussy that make a nigga not even think twice This nigga run into this pussy so fast You woulda thought the motherfucking police was chasing after his ass, alright? I don't even be asking for shit The nigga just asks to pick me up some shit He just wanna go buy me shit, the pussy so motherfucking good, alright? Ah

This used to be my favorite time of the morning Text you like, "Good Morning" It's been a day, we ain't spoken All of me feels frozen, how could you let it go like that? How come it always goes like that? Wondering where I mess up at To always go through it, always go through this Why do I gotta beg to be chosen Over your vices, over your liquor? Why I gotta ask for flowers I deserve roses, I deserve bigger I know you're tryna change, but is it all worth the wait? It hurts to stay just as much as it hurts to walk away You got demons, I got trauma We both got triggers, I hate drama I'm embarrassed, I'm in shock He wide open, and that don't stop And I watch your demons cause me trauma Now I'm triggered, all this drama You're embarrassed and in shock And we still in love and this shit don't stop Man, this shit don't stop Don't stop Don't stop Don't stop No, no, no, it don't stop And I'll still tell the world I'm in love with you 'Cause I ain't ashamed of shit Got your name tatted on my wrist Any bitch got a bone to pick You know whose phone to hit 'Cause I'm still with all the actions And all that shit You're still my love, you're still my heart That's still my date Still wanna be Mrs. Jackson Still wanna be your co-captain So don't lose a girl of your dreams Waited five years to be on my team Looked damn good fucking with me Love how I'm always on twenty How I keep it tight and cleanly Fuck you in the truck when it's empty And I throw it back when you miss me And I pull up when you hit me Imma say it loud so you hear me You got demons, I got trauma We both got triggers, I hate drama I'm embarrassed, I'm in shock He wide open, and that don't stop And I watch your demons cause me trauma Now I'm triggered, all this drama You're embarrassed and in shock And we still in love and this shit don't stop Man, this shit don't stop Don't stop, no, no, no Don't stop, no, no, no Oh, don't stop No, no, no, it don't stop Don't stop, no Don't stop, no, no, mmh, no Don't stop, no Don't stop, no It's honest

If you knew how long it'd been since I let somebody in Then you know why I can't look you in the eyes for too long (can't do it, baby) If you knew how long it'd been since I felt her on my skin And why I keep lookin' at the shape in the pants she got on Is it really cheatin' if she ain't lovin' me right? If she's not touchin' me right? Leaves me lonely every night? You give me attention that she can't seem to provide Put in work to make me smile Say good mornin' and goodnight And I like the way you treat your mama 'Cause it shows you how somebody will come and treat their woman And I like (and I like) the way your phone is open (Fuck a passcode, man, she cut off mad hoes) And I like (you) More than I should, more than I should And I like (you) More than I should, more than I should Swear I'm not the type to lie (not the type) But I feel hella justified (hella justified) If I climbed on top and we fuck tonight away like two wrongs And my boyfriend isn't loyal (my girlfriend isn't loyal) His morals in the toilet, that boy is on a voyage That boy is on a trip (trip, ah) You say it might be time for me to dip (dip, ah) Is it really cheatin' if she ain't lovin' me right? If she's not touchin' me right? Leaves me lonely every night? You give me attention that he can't seem to provide Put in work to make me smile Say good mornin' and goodnight And I like (I like) the way you treat your mama 'Cause it shows you how somebody will come and treat their woman And I like (and I like) the way your phone is open (Fuck a passcode, man, she cut off mad hoes) And I like (you) More than I should, more than I should And I like (you) More than I should, more than I should And I like (you) And I like (you) More than I should, more than I should At this point, I'm too tired of holdin' back At this point, my fantasies got the best of me (and I need it) At this point, I'm too tired of holdin' back At this point, my fantasies got the best of me And I need to prep the unknown, we're both grown Enough to touch, enough to see what's up Need to get your ass alone when nobody's home Just let me touch, let me see what's up with that na-na-na (yeah) Yeah-yeah-yeah, let me see what's up with that na-na-na (mm) Yeah-yeah-yeah

3:00 a.m. in Vegas All day, been faded You're on tour, in and out them stadiums And there's bitches backstage Tryna upstage me How am I to know what to do? What if you slip up? What if tequila grab your neck and say, "Don't bitch up"? What if you wanna shoot your shot and load the clip up? Are you scared to lose your queen and gain a bishop? Do I got you way too open to be open? Is the lens you see me through just way too focused? What if you're curious and caught up in the moment? Can you hold me down when I'm across the ocean? Can you control it? Do I got you way too open to be open? Would you let it twist up all of your emotions? What if you're curious and caught up in the moment? Do I got you way too open to be (open)? If I'm in AOD Tryna stay lowkey Shawty so religious way she prayin' on me But if I take her to the private Let her be my pilot How should I know what to do? And what if I slip up? What if tequila grabs my neck and say, "Don't bitch up"? What if I wanna shoot my shot and load the clip up? And if I do the same, will you go play the victim? Or do you got me way too open to be open? Is the lens I see you through just way too focused? What if I'm curious and caught up in the moment? Will I mess around when you're across the ocean? Can I control it? Oh, woah Do you got me way too open to be open? Would I let it twist up all of my emotions? Will I mess around when you're across the ocean? Do you got me way too open to be (open)? Made it out the mud, it's still as cleanly Pull up where I'm from and they respect me Made some room for you up in the front seat Slidin', need one to confide in Then we hear the sirens, grindin' I knew it was all in you When I saw your eyes, then I met your hands Lay it on my thigh, you control the cruise I make you crazy when nobody watchin' I'm out your way and I proceed with caution Don't do too much talkin', just lay down that action Know you come off bold, but it's just your passion Oh, you're passionate, baby Passionate, baby Passionate, baby Passionate, baby It's only your passion how you move by You fallin' head over, right outta the sky Fatal attraction, you lay down and die Know how you get, I know how you do it