U Say (feat. Tyler, The Creator & Jay Prince) - GoldLink

Uh, turn, what goes around comes around Aye, turn, turn the music up, uh, yeah Goes around comes around What goes, alright, like like Life goes in cycles Everything that comes around goes around 'Fore it goes down, get you some ice Life goes in cycles, what comes around goes around So 'fore it goes down, nigga, get you some icicles Audemars before all of y'alls Wristwatch got a Russian face like an oligarch, uh 12 o'clock, boy, silly nice, huh Willie in traffic, I'm Philly nice, uh E.T. on the handles, uh Handlebars like a Xanax Shammgod with the AND1 moves Throw that shit 'round your neck Right quick, broke boys get fixed Right quick, Nigel Sylvester with these bike flips Uh, that's a full cab and a backflip Uh, sidebar Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it Raf movin' slow like a creep Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin' And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't) When's the last time I asked for some help that I couldn't get from nobody else? Yeah I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can't) When's the last time I asked for some help that I couldn't get from nobody else? Yeah Nobody I don't get weak in the knees Hundreds spread out like a fan Vert feel like some Gucci sandals Open the sky, get a handful Torso marked up like a vandal How you not fuckin' with cash? God gave you what you could handle Gave you what you could handle I got the grip like the handle And I'm bikin' I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel Hades got the angels TV's got the angles I'm brakin', got- Bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' slo-mo (slo-mo) Maybe the four wheel excitin' us more I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s (dip below 70, dip below 70) How can I be burr around L.A. coast? (L.A. coast) The diamonds is plural, the Tiffany brooch On my lapel, at the table, I'm givin' a toast (givin' a) The first wedding that I've been in my 20s Thinkin' maybe someone is not somethin' to own Maybe the government got nothin' to do with it Thinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes Think I want me a lil' one that look like my clone Me and my baby can't do on our own I landed a trick, got my impossibles I'm fuckin' with Addy, I'm watchin' my dose 24 hours like they never close I'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh I'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads (obstacles) I'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod Savage, I'm bikin', yeah From Coldwater to the Shaw Alcoholic way I handle the bars This a PK, PK Ripper Nah, you can't fuck with the boy That's my problem, yeah, I got 'em My tire smokin' when I stop Okay, nobody fuckin' with me My accolades hang from my neck Pedal, I drown in the heat My sapphires drown in my sweat White mags, but I jet Jackson, I'm savin' the streets I'm Roger Rabbit in the air I don't care, Big Willie Style, yeah Nigga one wheel, one wheel, one wheel Nigga one wheel, I fishtail downhill, yeah I rose my rate, brand-new brakes Why I name it Slater? Ask my date I don't get weak in the knees Hundreds spread out like a fan Vert feel like some Gucci sandals Open the sky, get a handful Torso marked up like a vandal How you not fuckin' with cash? God gave you what you could handle Gave you what you could handle I got the grip like the handle And I'm bikin' I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel Hades got the angels TV's got the angles I'm brakin' Got, got me fucked up Got a million dollar bike Got a million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up Got me fucked up, up Million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up, up Million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up Got a million dollar bike Got a million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up Got me fucked up, up Million dollar bike Got, got me fucked up, up Million dollar bike

Grrt, bah Uh, stay out my fuckin' temple Uh, look Young killa, baby, Hozay Big 092MLBOA Oh, yeah Why the fuck are you hatin', lil' nigga? Lil' nigga, I know why you hatin', lil' nigga 'Cause I got that money, now you want that money I get the clout, now you chasin' the fact I put VSs in all of my chains Know how to trap, nigga, three different ways I ain't comin' outside, boy, unless I get paid Yeah, we droppin' the fives and we droppin' them Gs Mr. Big EBK, boy, I'll fuck everything If you droppin' my knot, uppin' my knot Opp up in Heaven, send shots to the sky Ride for my niggas, yeah, only my guys For my lil' niggas, we pourin' out liquor I'm tryna see seven figures I'm tryna see seven figures Mama, no vacation, but I'm on an island Since a young nigga, we wildin' Call up the Batman, I'm robbin' Niggas ain't on my timin' And my money keep pilin' and pilin' Lil' nigga, you chuckin' and jivin' I'm like, "Mm-hmm, whatever" I'm still gon' send shots like the motherfuckin' reverend Knock on the door, nigga, let me in Yeah, we still sendin' shots up on President All my niggas is felon and evident Shack through the sea with no evidence DayDay, have you screamin' through mega like, "Mayday" Who the fuck are you talkin' to, crazy? If you don't want no beef, nigga, pay me Nigga, talk to me nice, nigga Lay Lay Why the fuck are you waitin', lil' nigga, lil' nigga, on me? 'Cause that money gon' stay up on me Know some niggas that changed up on me That's why I keep Trey up on me Now your bitch wanna lay up on me And she wanna come lay up on me I remember when I was 15 Uh, flexin', if you gettin' bread, why you stressin'? I bought a chain and a TEC in I did 15 on my check-ins Big Louis Vuitton, what I'm steppin' Big .38 for the weapon And my pockets on swole, yeah, I keep a bankroll Walk with a pole, yeah, I'm always on go 'Member them days I was all in the slum 'Member them days I was playin' with- 'Member them days I was playin' with- We both had a -, nigga, why did you run? (Run)

Do you mind if I try come apologize to you? 'Cause I said some things that I realized wasn't true And I'm sorry for it (I'm sorry, baby) I'm emotional (you're emotional) This is your fault (this ain't my fault) Just listen when I say (girl, you trippin', man you need to calm down) I care about you (you don't care about me) And I'd die for you (yeah, I'd die for you) I take the blame (nah, don't take the blame) Just hear me when I say (this is my fault as much as it's yours, c'mon) I was in the moment I ain't really mean what I said to you So put away your pride baby We can work it out if you want this too (Okay) You don't have to talk at me, you can talk to me I can hear very well You can get your thoughts and your point across to me And there's no need to yell I know it's something that's under your skin It feels like I can't win, baby I'm sorry for it (I'm sorry for you) I'm emotional (you're emotional) This is your fault (this is your fault) Just listen when I say (I don't wanna take the blame for nothing, baby, 'cause I) I care about you ('cause you care about me) And I'd die for you (and I'd die for you) I take the blame (you can take the blame) So hear me when I say I was in the moment I ain't really mean what I said to you So put away your pride baby We can work it out if you want it too If I could stay, I'll be alright baby If I should leave, I'll be alright baby But if I could stay, I'd stay with you, you, you, you, you Yo, darlin' whatchu sayin'? You be playin' 'round sayin' you ain't mean it, that's a fib 'Cause if you didn't mean it You would never pull it out your bag of shit to hit me with You be OD in your feelings, throw 'em at me I don't catch all 'em I just let 'em fall like the third quarter Just admit to me that you're sorry I was in the moment (yeah, a'ight) I ain't really mean what I said to you (you think I'm fucking stupid) So put away your pride baby We can work it out if you want me too If I could stay, I'll be alright, baby (you stay, you stay, you stay) If I should leave (don't leave, you stay) I'll be alright, baby (you stay, you stay, you shouldn't leave) But if I could stay, I'd stay with you (you stay, you stay, you stay) You, you, you (stay with me, good choice) I'm sorry Said I'm sorry, baby I'm sorry Said I'm sorry, baby I'm sorry I'm sorry

Yeah, yeah You know that's right Can you turn me up? That shit crazy I don't know One, one, one I don't even try to bring up and remind you All the things that you have done So put the past behind you You're livin' in a lie too The present time has had enough It's the things that you do (do) I know we've gone too far (too far) When I think about the things that we do (we do) And you know you've gone too far (too far) If you think about the things that we do (yo) Ah, girl, why you talkin' to him? (Uh?) He ain't gon' bite, so you barkin' again (yeah) You got better shots, but you blockin' the rim (yeah) But too scared to work it out 'cause you locked in the gym I'll throw you the keys if you ride with the boy (ayo, woo, woo) I'll holla when I'm down at your pad (I'm downstairs) Hop in, we can drive to your joy (let's get out of here) And peel off like the top of a scab, listen I'm not gonna try to (no) Try to understand you (no) Let's just say what's done is done (what's done is done) So put the past behind you You're livin' in a lie too The present time has had enough It's the things that you do (do) I know we've gone too far (too far) When I think about the things that we do (we do) And you know we've gone too far (too far) If you think about the things that we do I don't know even care because you know I won't be there Because you know better work on you (on you) You try so hard to be someone else Not yourself (yo, Snoh, listen), yeah Your boyfriend a clown You lookin' like a birthday party (woo) Loud as a motherfucker, gifts all gaudy (woo) And you gon' be hurt until he blurt, I'm sorry (yeah) Tryna play it off, leavin' with your shirt all soggy (hey) Drunk collar, me the Don Dada Gyal come with, hit it off, piñata Sweet as the guts, then you can sit on the steps But make a choice 'cause you 'bout to lose your spot on the jet (yeah, haha) It's the things that you do I know, we've gone too far, yeah When I think about the things that we do And you know you've gone too far, baby On and on, I'm stuck On and on, I'm stuck (it's the things that we do) On and on, I'm stuck (oh, no) On and on, I'm stuck (yeah) On and on, I'm stuck On and on On and on (mm-hmm) On and on It's the things that you do It's the things that we It's the things that we do, oh (do, do) It's the things that you do

] I made a hunnit thousand dollars this year, yeah That still don't mean shit My cousin Geetchie and his baby motha' got into an accident And lost her baby, yet we talkin' 'bout this nigga Bruce a lady That ain't shit, nigga, huh DC niggas legit now, yeah See Black kids gettin' killed by cops White man wanna shoot us down, niggas started sellin' rock And who the fuck can stop us now? My nigga, we ain't shit, nigga My old bitch lost a baby too Ain't know what the fuck to do Right before the first tape Almost killed a nigga for some Foams And quit this rappin' just to buy her shit Y'all niggas don't know this shit Landover, and smokin' dip Ain't even the half of it Half a father, half a bitch, and half a brick And have a bit of hope can take you far, shit And this just the intro, nigga, I ain't even spazzin' yet We ain't even make it yet Talk to me like I'm that nigga, ask me who I'm fuckin' now Momma can't go to family functions, they ask if I'm around Shout my cousin Tiana and bless her, bless her family too Look at the nigga, look at the boy that I had grew into The pressure of fame is gettin' to me already I can't tell Shakir to stop fuckin' around with Setea I can't tell my mama I ain't go to school for Setea I can't tell Setea I fell in love wit Rahwa first Do you understand how much that shit might fuckin' hurt? That I put her ass third and my city first? I never trust that nigga Que, aye fuck I do to you? And fuck dat nigga Gleesh too, you ain't bulletproof Mo' money, mo' bitches, equal no problems My cardiac be acting funny and my soul follows Went to go-gos, to meet hoes, wit' no fathers Now my path righteous wit' a light and gold bottles I never thought I'd be the nigga reppin' westside The crips love a nigga, say they rep the best side Ill-rock, West Baltimore, you can meet the lord See his physical features, delete you when you meet the God Me and my father, we started speakin' Hate my uncle on my mama side, we started beefin' Kicked me out house, yeah I was homeless, wasn't eatin' Robbin', never gave a fuck about a job and Trappin' wit my nigga Sam and start romancin' Kali, we were gon' get married, move to Cali Porrah, Porrah yeah you drive me crazy Why you leave me, baby? Yeah, why you leave me, baby?

Better watch your back, I'm a maniac Better watch your back, I'm a maniac 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah) 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my Better watch your back, I'm a maniac Better watch your back, I'm a maniac 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah) 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my Let a nigga move one time in his prime Creep on the beat, when I ride, we gon' slide Got the whole DMV on my side Treated with bitches who slide on my line The way that the man whole team like a band, OG With a peng tryna smash the band I can escape and break, the glass, the Hen Y'all niggas goin' ghost, the Pac, the Man Shootin' at ya, clickity-clack, the fact is Word around is, it don't matter That your favorite rapper head on a silver platter My goons will catch ya, don't ask no questions When we in the zone, it's pure reaction Shawty hella thick and got an accent Might have to whip, and whip and gas it No time for it, so I lean I get lean (Lean, lean, lean) Triple beam scheme with the blacked-out seats, with a top-top freak I get cheese (Cheese, cheese, cheese) Cheddar, fettuccine, jig is up, you ain't ever seen I get windows tinted, candy painted, engine revvin', gone Lil' Flip, I keep it pimpin' I keep quite a distance from niggas, so stay on the jump Better watch your back, I'm a maniac Better watch your back, I'm a maniac 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah) 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my Better watch your back, I'm a maniac Better watch your back, I'm a maniac 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah) 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my Let a nigga move two times in this bitch I don't miss, with the hits, kinda opposite With the shits, my style's so effortless I cream too hard, might just take ya bitch I shine too hard, I even shine in the dark No shots on D, and my god, whole team win it all I don't wanna fuck when I ball I don't even splurge at the mall Sold weed, sold pills, sold D, sold this, sold that Look, I don't wanna talk about it all Seen fiends, seen death, seen shots, seen this, seen that Look, I don't wanna talk about it all I miss Mac, 'cause he a maniac And I'm a maniac, and an insomniac And they shoot the choppa, I just take the choppa now And if I have to, I will take this chopper down Better watch your back, I'm a maniac Better watch your back, I'm a maniac 'Bout to make a million for all my children (All my children, oh yeah) 'Bout to make a million for all my, all my I'm finna make a hunnid billion racks For my children, finna max out, yeah And that's facts, yeah I'm finna cop a hunnid million packs Of that water wave, wet and wild All down my back, yeah