SZA - SOS Lyrics
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SOS
(Last night I cried)
Give me a second, give me a minute
Nah, lil' bitch, can't let you finish
And that's right I need commissions on mine
All that sauce you got from me
All that shit I gave for free
And I want it back, want it back
This ain't no warnin' shot
'Case all you hoes forgot
Know you been more than lost
But that don't mean I'm so
Comin' like I'm so greasy
Ex nigga, he so needy
Punk ass tried to replace me, but the stakes is too high
They can't survive off mini-me's
I'm talkin' pedigree
Ain't no writers, that's just me
Ain't no spiteful, I'm just tea
Can't hate a bitch for free
Talkin' I'm off the bench like Brady
I'm pressin' niggas like KD, it's up
Yeah, nigga, it's up to me
Remind you of Della Reese
So classic, that ass so fat, it look natural, it's not
I talk bullshit a lot
No more f*ck shit, I'm done
Damn right, I'm the one
Damn right, I'm the one
Comin' back, she so candid
Comin' back snatched like bandit
Comin' back this ain't cancer, I'm organic with my
Fresh squeeze, I'm dumping like press squeeze
I'm horny like, "Suck these", so daring like, "Touch me"
And all the petty shit aside
All the phony shit aside
I just want what's mine
Mine, oh
I just want what's mine
This ain't no warnin' shot
'Case all you hoes forgot
And I cried, and cried
Said what's on my mind
Ooh, ooh-whoa, I cried
Writer: Gabriel Samuel Jr. Hardeman, Jahlil Gunter, Robert Clark Bisel, Solana I. Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Kill Bill
I'm still a fan even though I was salty
Hate to see you with some other broad, know you happy
Hate to see you happy if I'm not the one drivin'
I'm so mature, I'm so mature
I'm so mature I got me a therapist to tell me there's other men
I don't want none, I just want you
If I can't have you, no one should
I might
I might kill my ex
Not the best idea
His new girlfriend's next
How'd I get here?
I might kill my ex
I still love him though
Rather be in jail than alone
I get the sense that it's a lost cause
I get the sense that you might really love her
The text gon' be evidence, this text is evidence
I tried to ration with you, no murders or crime of passion
But damn, you was out of reach
You was at the farmers market with your perfect peach
Now I'm in the basement plannin' home invasion
Now you layin' facedown, got me sayin', "R-I-P"
I'm so mature, I'm so mature
I'm so mature I got me a therapist to tell me there's other men
I don't want none, I just want you
If I can't have you, no one will (I might)
I might kill my ex
Not the best idea
His new girlfriend's next
How'd I get here?
I might kill my ex
I still love him though
Rather be in jail than alone
I did it all for love (love)
I did it all on no drugs (drugs)
I did all of this sober
I did it all for us, oh
I did it all for love (love)
I did all of this on no drugs (drugs)
I did all of this sober
Don't you know I did it all for us? (I'm gon' kill your ass tonight)
Oh
I just killed my ex
Not the best idea (idea)
Killed his girlfriend next
How'd I get here?
I just killed my ex
I still love him though (I do)
Rather be in hell than alone
Writer: Carter Lang, Robert Clark Bisel, Solana Imani Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Seek & Destroy
You push me past my own capacity, boy
Permission to crash, collectin' damages, boy
No reachin' or grabbin' for more clarity now
Seek and destroy, all missiles deployed
Do it to you, do it to you
I had to do it you
Do it to you, ooh-ooh
Don't make me do it to you
Do it to you, do it to you
I hate to do it to you
Ooh
Do what I gotta do (ooh-ah-ah)
I can't stand it, the urge
It's so demandin', the purge
So necessary
The art of war, god dammit, I'm drained
Now that I've ruined everything, I cannot complain
Now that I've ruined everything, I'm so f*ckin' free
Now that I've ruined everything, keep it all for me
Now that I've ruined everything, space is all I need
Do it to you, do it to you
I had to do it to you
Do it to you, ooh-ooh
Don't make me do it to you
Do it to you, do it to you
I hate to do it to you
Ooh
Do what I gotta do (ooh-ah-ah)
Chasin' fat ass and fake connections
Chasin' facades in all directions
Chances are, I've got no directions
Beggin' my angels for protection (do it to you, oh)
Danger will rise and I'll deflect it
New dick arrives and I erect it
Beggin' my angels for protection
Make him a star, livin' reckless
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Do it to you, do it to you
I had to do it you
Do it to you, ooh-ooh
Don't make me do it to you
Do it to you, do it to you
I hate to do it to you
Ooh
Do what I gotta do (ooh-ah-ah)
All the pain I know
Is used to fuel my soul
No controllin', do it to you, do it to you, oh
All the pain I know
Is used to heal my soul
No controllin', do it to you, do it to you, oh
Writer: Carter Lang, Cody Jordan Fayne, Robert Clark Bisel, Solana I. Rowe, Tyran Levon Jr. Donaldson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Low
(Tell 'em to shoot)
(I'm out the loop, I'm out of range)
(Oh, I stay out the way)
Got another side of me, I like to get it poppin'
But these bitches in my business got me outchea choosin' violence
If you see me out in public, you don't know me, keep it silent
In the bedroom, I be screamin', but outside, I keep it quiet
Keep it on the lowski, on the lowest of the lowest
Wanna see if you can keep it like nobody know shit
I need you to get the f*ck out my space (yeah)
Replacement's on the way, please don't play
That pussy's feelin' like a great escape (oh-oh)
I need a new trick, old dogs don't change
I'm f*ckin', I ain't makin' love no more (pussy)
You got a new bitch, what the f*ck you cryin' for?
I'm movin' selfish, callin' all my favorite hoes
You know how to reach me every time that it plays in your mind
With a rush that feels like, we're commitin' a crime
Know where you belong, I'm gon' save you a spot
You can't be outside, 'cause the block is too hot
And I'm all on your mind
Wherever you are, don't call me (let's go)
Got another side of me, I like to get it poppin' (alright)
But these bitches in my business got me outchea choosin' violence (yeah, yeah)
If you see me out in public, you don't know me, keep it silent (oh, yeah)
In the bedroom, I be screamin', but outside, I keep it quiet (ooh)
Keep it on the lowski, on the lowest of the lowest
Wanna see if you can keep it like nobody know shit (let's go)
Keep it on the lowski, on the lowest of the lowest
Wanna see if you can keep it like nobody know shit
I need total confidential, privacy (yeah)
Don't want no one thinkin' I'm a groupie (it's lit)
Time zones changed, now we on the first class jet (straight up)
Don't work my nerves, you know I get moody
We f*ckin', we ain't makin' love no more
You talk that talk, but it don't match up with your stroke
Wherever you are, whatever you need
Don't call me, don't worry 'bout me
Got another side of me, I like to get it poppin'
But these bitches in my business got me outchea choosin' violence (alright)
If you see me out in public, you don't know me, keep it silent
In the bedroom, I be screamin', but outside, I keep it quiet
Keep it on the lowski, on the lowest of the lowest
Wanna see if you can keep it like nobody know shit
Keep it on the lowski, on the lowest of the lowest
Wanna see if you can keep it like nobody know shit (let's go)
F*ck you, real shit
I wasn't even on, "F*ck you"
But you tryna make me look stupid
I'll slap the dog shit out you, stop playin' with me
Writer: Aire Atlantica, Alessandro Buccellati, Rashad Johnson, Robert Clark Bisel, Solana Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Love Language
Said, "Patience ain't no virtue with you"
I done wasted plenty time pacin' around, hate this coupe
You had bitches on the side and let my mind wonder too
You relentless, nigga, I don't need rent, nigga
Text me like I'm waitin' for you to come lie to me
Ruin my day, sayin' shit to hurt me, I can't compete
Still on the way, I lay awake if you're not around me
I'm so on to you, still gone for you
Needin' you to talk to me in your love language
Show me, yeah, how to connect to you
Help me understand
How you speak your love language
Bad as I wanna be yours, I can't get with your program
Sexin' like a slow jam, stick around 'cause I want to
Bad as I wanna keep focus, you remind me I'm imperfect
And it sucks to admit
Nobody put that purpose in me like you do, still
Nobody get that work up out me like you do
Nobody get the truth about me quite like you
You the definition of my right hand
Never mind ridin' backseat when you lead me
Talk to me in your love language
Show me, yeah, how to connect to you
Help me understand
How you speak your love language
Call me like you can't suppress memories of me
Call me like you got confessions queued up
Like your last bitch, lookin' chewed up, baby
Call me like you don't regret missin' this old thing back
Call me
You know the difference between me and chickens
You don't wanna be, be without me
You don't wanna live
I don't wanna go, ooh, no
I don't wanna be alone, oh
All that I know is mirrors inside me
They recognize you, please don't deny me
Writer: Anthony Jr. Clemons, Bisel Robert Clark, Carter Lang, Chad Hugo, Cody Fayne, Jacob Raitsch, Jazzae Brittany De Waal, Pharrell L. Williams, Solana Rowe, Tyrone William Jr. Griffin
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Blind
Niggas want me to get ratchet
Niggas want me to attack it
Put the hood on, now they callin' me Cassius
Raunchy like Bob Saget
Greedy, I can't pass it
Eatin' everything, nigga, no fasting
I don't care how much you knew me in the past tense
I ain't no Julia Stiles, this ain't no last dance, way past it
Way
F*ckin' on my ex 'cause he validate me
F*ckin' up a check, I don't want no receipt
Might get possessed, let my spirit speak freely
Hey, my past can't escape me
My pussy precedes me
My, my, how the times change
I'm still playin' the victim
And you still playin' the pick-me
It's so embarrassing
All of the things I need living inside of me
I can't see it
It's so embarrassing
All of the love I seek living inside of me
I can't see, I'm blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind
You ain't getting your bitch back
Calm down, shit could be worse, never say that
I don't wanna pipe down, rather get payback
Mama told me, "Never shit where you lay at"
I don't want righteousness
I hurt too much, I lost too much, I lust too much
I hit my clutch and vroom
Third day, pop out the tomb
I like when you pull your gun at the red light
I like all that violence, give me dysfunction
I like when you come, never stay the whole night
Better when you high, never tell me I'm wrong
'Cause my past can't escape me
My pussy precedes me
My, my, how the times change
You still talkin' 'bout babies
And I'm still taking the Plan B
It's so embarrassing
All of the things I need living inside of me
I can't see it
It's so embarrassing
All of the love I seek living inside of me
I can't see, I'm blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind
Blind, blind
Writer: Carter Lang, Margaux Alexis Roselena Whitney, Robert Clark Bisel, Solana Imani Rowe, Will Miller
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Used
(Yeah, I'll cuss your ass out in a minute)
Yes, I've been used to being used like this
Ain't no difference, I'm immortalized in my thoughts
Praise to the most high for protection
Over my most prized possessions
Talkin' 'bout my sanity's at a 6.7
Handing out poinsettias
To my dead homie mothers, prayin' they feel better
Might get shit mindin' my business
Might get shit sharing my vision
Might as well, can't tell if it's even worth
Conversation, need a prayer, do it even work?
All that's for real is forever
Moments stolen taste better
I've been ridin', ridin' through this cold world
Thought you had another, went and caught up with ol' girl
I feel like it's over
Something's callin' to get closer
I'm out of touch, I need your love, oh, it's a mile away
And then you weren't sure, weren't sure, we'll go and hide away
I feel like it's over
Something callin' to get closer
Countin' my blessings twice as much
Let death stress me too much
Can't hide from pressure, too worried I'm living a lie
Can't trust nobody you ain't been broke with
Niggas love to break my focus, bitch, I'm Obi Wan
You caught in the maze, I
Thought it'd be easy to get myself on
I need it, but it takes time
And I'm out of patience, I burnt it with you
Can't lose myself to your ego, I wanna say
Love me better when you try less
I don't take much, just need your honesty, oh
Love will work better when you confess
Feelings don't need discussion
Spend my life discoverin' new shit
I've been ridin', ridin' through this cold world
Thought you had another, went and caught up with ol' girl
I feel like it's over
Something's callin' to get closer
I'm out of touch, I need your love, oh, it's a mile away
And then you weren't sure, weren't sure, we'll go and hide away
I feel like it's over
Something callin' to get closer
Writer: Caleb Toliver, Dacoury Natche, Danny McKinnon, Ely Rise, John Hill, John Key, Solana Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Snooze
(Ooh, ooh-oh, oh)
(I think I know, whoa-oh)
I'll touch that fire for you
I do that three, four times again, I testify for you
I told that lie, I'd kill that bitch
I do what all of them around you scared to do, I'm not
Long as you juggin' out here for me, I got it
Mobbin', schemin', lootin', hide your bodies
Long as you dreamin' 'bout me, ain't no problem
I don't got nobody, just with you right now
Tell the truth, I look better under you
I can't lose when I'm with you
How can I snooze and miss the moment?
You just too important
Nobody do body like you do
I can't lose when I'm with you
I can't just snooze and miss the moment
You just too important
Nobody do body like you do, you do
In the droptop ride with you, I feel like Scarface (Scarface)
Like that white bitch with the bob, I'll be your main one (main one)
Let's take this argument back up to my place
Sex remind you, I'm nonviolent, I'm your day one
We ain't had shit, yeah, it was magic, yeah
Smash and grab shit, yeah
Nasty habits take a hold when you not here
Ain't a home when you not here
Hard to grow when you not here, I'm sayin'
I can't lose when I'm with you
How can I snooze and miss the moment?
You just too important
Nobody do body like you do
I can't lose when I'm with you
How can I snooze and miss the moment?
You just too important
Nobody do body like you do, you do
Main one ridin'
How you frontin' on me and I'm the main one tryin'?
How you blame it on me and you the main one lyin'?
How you threatenin' to leave and I'm the main one cryin'?
Just tryna be your everything
Main one ridin'
How you frontin' on me and I'm the main one tryin'?
How you blame it on me and you the main one lyin'?
How you threatenin' to leave and I'm the main one cryin'?
I can't lose when I'm with you, ooh
How can I snooze and miss the moment?
You just too important
Nobody do body like you do
I can't lose when I'm with you
How can I snooze and miss the moment?
You just too important
Nobody do body like you do, you do
Nah, nah, nah, nah
I think I know, whoa-oh
See, no, I can't lose
I think I know, ooh-whoa, ooh-whoa-oh
Writer: Blair Ferguson, Kenny B. Edmonds, Khristopher Van Riddick Tynes, Leon Thomas, Solana I. Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Notice Me
You stay on mine, I can't regret no time spent with you
And I still wonder if you notice me, yes
Out of my line if I box with you
Out of my line if I check your line when you're not around
Out of my lane if I get beside myself, I can't rock with you
Can't decide right now, either way I'm bustin' through tonight with you
Top down in the C3 speedin' way to you
Yes sir, when you see me toot that thing like
All of this and more when you 'bout me
All of this and joy will surround you
Long as you got me, I don't wanna be your girlfriend
I'm just tryna be your person
I don't need to be your girl, uh
Cool with just being your person, uh
Already tried to be your girl
We can't even speak, but you stay on my mind
I can't regret no time spent with you
And I still wonder if you notice me, yes
If I had a dime or two
For that cheap shit you be spittin', I'd provide the mood
That's cool, but you be jockin' me for all my jewels, damn
Fan nigga, hit it then lost your mind, hmm, I understand, man
Said all of this and more
Finna take me a ride to the shore now
Finna sign me some lines, need insurance
I can't lack, niggas can't hang, I just get more real, oh
I don't wanna be your girlfriend
I'm just tryna be your person
I don't need to be your girl, uh
Cool with just being your person, uh
Already tried to be your girl
I won't get the dick that I deserve, yeah, yeah
Try to flip on me, I hit you where it hurts, yeah, yeah
Try to wife you but you'd rather be a ho', yeah
So I spit this shit to let these niggas know, yeah, yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah)
I told you you don't need no girl, uh
Way you move gon' go get you hurt, I swear
Bet you don't even miss your girl
We can't even speak
Writer: Carter Lang, Cody Jordan Fayne, Michael Chinosmso Uzowuru, Solana Imani Rowe, Teo Halm
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Gone Girl
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Split mind, don't need to decide when
Straight forward, eyes on the climbing
I decide no matter the climate
Birthing bitches in my third trimester
Shift eyes, they tell me you lying
Don't care, just lay here beside me
Hang time, chasing the rewind
Hang time
I need more space and security (security)
I need less voices, just you and me (just you and me)
I need your touch, not your scrutiny (scrutiny)
Squeezing too tight, boy, you're losing me
Boy, you're losing
Gone, gone girl, gone girl
You better learn how to face it
She's gone, gone girl, so gone girl
Never replace her
She's gone, gone girl, gone girl
You better learn how to face it
She's gone, gone girl, so gone girl
Can't think, it's too hard to process
Get around you and I regress
I decide what demons I digest
I'm just tired of repeating, I digress
Trying to find deeper meaning in nonsense
Trying to grow without hating the process
Tired of anticipating the worst, yet
Still anticipating the worst (worst)
I need more space and security (security)
I need less voices, just you and me (just you and me)
I need your touch, not your scrutiny (scrutiny)
Squeezing too tight, boy, you're losing me
Boy, you're losing
Gone, gone girl, gone girl
You better learn how to face it
She's gone, gone girl, so gone girl
Never replace her
She's gone, gone girl, gone girl
You better learn how to face it
She's gone, gone girl, so gone girl
Inward I go when there's no one around me
And memories drown me, the further I go
And ain't nobody talking 'bout the damage
Pretending like it's all okay
I tried to erase
I live to escape
Gone, gone girl, gone girl
You better learn how to face it
She's gone, gone girl, so gone girl
She's gone, gone girl, gone girl
You better learn how to face it
She's gone, gone girl, so gone girl
Writer: Carter Lang, Cody Jordan Fayne, Daryl F. Hall, Emile Haynie, Gregory S. Jr. Landfair, Jeffrey Nath Bhasker, John William Oates, Robert Clark Bisel, Solana I. Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Smoking on my Ex Pack
Roll the clip and run it back
I'm really like that
I'm really not friendly, I need my credit
Niggas hate that
I need the numbers, I need the data
Got you talkin' crazy
Abracadabra, you niggas Sideshow
I'm bobbin' like Psycho
You gassin' like Texaco
Infection like microbe
You test it, I might go
You push it, I might pop
I'm f*ckin' on heartthrobs
I got your favorite rapper blocked
I heard the dick was whack
Your favorite athlete screamin', "Text me back"
I make no exception
The lesser part of me loves all the cap
He screamin', "Get back together"
I'm screamin', "Back of the bus, trick"
Hawaii for weather
Booty softer than leather
These hoes is featherweight
I wipe my phone and gave some dome, I beat the case
Them "ho" accusations weak
Them "bitch" accusations true
You hatin' from nosebleeds, I wish you well
Smokin' on my ex pack tonight
Smokin' on my ex pack tonight
Smokin' on my ex pack tonight
Smokin' on-
You can trust in me
I can
You said, "I can trust in you"
I can, I can
You can trust in me
You can, you can
Oh-whoa, oh
Writer: Jahlil Gunter, Raina Pacita Taylor, Skip Scarborough, Solana Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Ghost in the Machine
Everything disgustin', conversation is so borin'
Heard about what?
I ain't heard, I don't agree, I did it first
I give a f*ck, I just wanna f*ck, eat, sleep, love, happy
Can you make happy? Can you keep me happy?
Can you distract me from all the disaster?
Can you touch on me and not call me after?
Can you hate on me and mask it with laughter?
Can you lead me to the arc? What's the password?
I need humanity
You're like humanity
Drownin' in vanity
Cravin' humanity
Don't like humanity
I need humanity, I need
Everybody wanna be beautiful, scared of the unusual
Scared of givin' mutual respect, all that you hate
You reflect all that God like
You forget, how to love somebody
I ain't everybody, I ain't everyone
Let's talk about A.I., robot got more heart than I
Robot got future, I don't
Robot get sleep, but I don't power down
I'm wide open, I'm awake, I'm on autopilot
I'm out of my mind and I'm wide open
Can you distract me from all the disaster?
Can you touch on me and not call me after?
Can you hate on me and mask it with laughter?
Can you lead me to the arc? What's the password?
I need humanity
You're like humanity
Drownin' in vanity
Cravin' humanity
Don't like humanity
I need humanity, I need
Sad all my friends are on my payroll
You're not wrong, you're an asshole
Screaming with you in the Ludlow
I was yours for free
I don't get existential
I just think about myself and look where that got me
Standin' on my own in an airport bar or hotel lobby
Waiting to feel clean
That's so f*cking boring
Can you distract me from all the disaster?
Can you touch on me and not call me after?
Can you hate on me and mask it with laughter?
Can you lead me to the arc? What's the password?
I need humanity
You're like humanity
Drownin' in vanity
Cravin' humanity
Don't like humanity
I need humanity, I need
Writer: Solana Imani Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
F2F
I've been thinkin' 'bout you, haven't got much sleep
Worried that you already done replaced me
Worried I done it took far, and you too hurt to hear me
Smokin' on a Backwood 'cause I miss my ex
Now I'm ovulatin' and I need rough sex
Knowin' you gon' block me tomorrow, can you still come and get me?
Missin' my daddy when the nights get cold
Wishin' I didn't wanna sell my soul
Wishin' that it wasn't so hard, man, I'm on my knees
Get a rise out of watchin' you fall
Get a kick out of missin' your call
I hate me enough for the two of us
Hate that I can't let go of you enough, it's why
I f*ck him 'cause I miss you
I f*ck him 'cause I really miss you
I f*ck him 'cause I miss you, oh, ooh, ooh-ooh
I just had to get my rocks off
You got no loyalty, you push me 'til I pop off
I beg for empathy, you give me nothin', so hard without you (so hard without you)
I feel it comin', you gon' find another one
To keep you calm and tuck you in at night, I wonder
Will you call me? Will you hang me out to dry?
Missin' my daddy when the nights get cold
Wishin' I didn't wanna sell my soul
Wishin' that it wasn't so hard, man, I'm on my knees
Get a rise out of watchin' you fall
Get a kick out of missin' your call
And I hate me enough for the two of us
Hate that I can't let go of you enough, it's why
I f*ck him 'cause I miss you
I f*ck him 'cause I really miss you
I f*ck him 'cause I miss you, oh, ooh, ooh-ooh
I'm lookin' for comfort, I knew all along
I knew that you loved her
We droppin' bombs
I f*ck him 'cause I miss you
I f*ck him 'cause I really miss you
I f*ck him to forget you, oh, ooh, ooh-ooh
I f*ck him 'cause I miss you
I f*ck him 'cause I miss you
I try to run but I don't block 'em
F*ck 'em, but I don't cuff 'em
I f*ck 'em 'cause I miss you
Writer: Carter Lang, Melissa Viviane Jefferson, Robert Bisel, Solana Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Nobody Gets Me
Took a long vacation, no makeup, just Jay-Z
You were balls deep, now we beefing
Had me butt-naked at the MGM
So wasted, screaming, "F*ck that"
Blurry now, but I meant it then
Hurry now, baby, stick it in
'Fore the memories get to kicking in
It's too late, I don't wanna lose
What's left of you
How am I supposed to tell you
I don't wanna see you with anyone but me?
Nobody gets me like you
How am I supposed to let you go?
Only like myself when I'm with you
Nobody gets me, you do (do)
You do
Nobody gets me, you do (do)
You do
Nobody gets me, you do
You do
Nobody gets me, you do
Took me out to the ballet
You proposed, I went on the road
You was feeling empty, so you left me
Now I'm stuck dealing with a deadbeat
If I'm real, I deserve less
If I was you, I wouldn't take me back
I pretend when I'm with a man it's you
And I know that it's too late, I don't wanna lose
What's left of you
How am I supposed to tell you
I don't wanna see you with anyone but me?
Nobody gets me like you
How am I supposed to let you go?
Only like myself when I'm with you
Nobody gets me, you do (do)
You do
Nobody gets me, you do (do)
You do
Nobody gets me, you do (do)
You do
Nobody gets me, you do (do)
Nobody gets me, you do
Writer: Benjamin Levin, Carter Lang, Robert Bisel, Solana Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Conceited
I don't like nobody, I don't feel guilty about it
I just got my body done, ain't got no guilt about it
I just heard your opinion, I could've did without it
All these bitches is minions, despicable like, oh (oh)
Feelin' like Mike Lowrey, oh
Proud about my salary, oh-ooh (ooh)
Heard they countin' me out
Love it when they countin' me out (oh, whoa)
I got no reason to depend on you
No reason to make friends, I'm cool (oh, whoa)
I got no reason to depend on you
No reason to make friends, I'm cool
I got everything that I need, and I want more
I can't take my foot off they neck, it's an encore
I got everything and I'm living all for revenge
I been burnin' bridges, I'll do it over again
'Cause I'm bettin' on
Me, me, me
Me, me, me
Me, me, me
Oh, I'm bettin' on
Me, me, me
Me, me, me
Me, me, me
Oh
Heard you f*ckin' these lames and ain't lose no sleep about it
Always speakin' my name, I can't lose no sleep about it
Say that shit to my face, you know I'm gon' slide about it
Put that bitch in her place, she ain't make no peep about it, oh (oh)
Feelin' like a million, oh
Feel I got my drill on your ho, oh (ooh)
I'm just livin' my goals
Pressure make diamonds, can't fold, oh, whoa
I got no reason to depend on you
No reason to make friends, I'm cool (oh, whoa)
I got no reason to depend on you
No reason to be friends, I'm cool
I got everything that I need, and I want more
I can't take my foot off they neck, it's an encore
I got everything and I'm living all for revenge
I been burnin' bridges, I'll do it over again
'Cause I'm bettin' on
Me, me, me
Me, me, me
Me, me, me
Oh, I'm bettin' on
Me, me, me
Me, me, me
Me, me, me
Oh
I'm bettin' on
I'm bettin' on me
I'm bettin' on
Me, me, me
Whoa
Me, me, me, me
Me, me, me, me
Me, me, me, me
Me, me, me, me, me
Writer: Cody Fayne, Robert Clark Bisel, Solana Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Special
I wish I was that girl from the Gucci store
She never wore any makeup and she owns couture
I got pimples where my beauty marks should be
I got dry skin on my elbows and knees
I never liked her, wanted to be like her
Hate how you look at her, 'cause you never saw me
Like I was an art piece, like I was an ordinary girl
I wish I was special
I gave all my special
Away to a loser
Now I'm just a loser
I used to be special
But you made me hate me
Regret that I changed me
I hate that you made
Just like you
Just like you
I wanted to be thick, now I wanna be thin
Heard Pilates is in, bash your windows out
You gon' hear my mouth, you could kick me out
You say I'm too wild, you gon' hate me now
Boy, you got me f*cked up, now I'm gettin' f*cked up
Thinkin' 'bout us f*ckin', why you'd have to f*ck her?
I don't wanna see you, why'd you have to treat me
Like I was an ordinary girl?
I wish I was special
I gave all my special
Away to a loser
Now I'm just a loser
I used to be special
But you made me hate me
Regret that I changed me
I hate that you made me just like you
Just like you
(Just like you)
(Just like you)
(Just like you)
(Just like you)
Writer: Benjamin Levin, Blake Slatkin, Johan Karl Schuster, Omer Fedi, Solana Imani Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Too Late
Too late for us
We're both dangerous
Movin' so close, we combust
Is it bad that I want more?
I been gone so long, I don't know where I'm going
You be on my phone, talkin' 'bout what's my problem
Had to go alone and get it how I want it
Had to be alone to figure out how I should be loved
And if it's just us, is that enough?
Is it bad that I want more?
Is it too late for us? We're both dangerous
Movin' so close, we combust
Is it bad that I want more?
Is it too late for us? We're both scared to love
Movin' so close, we combust
Is it bad that I want more?
See, bust it like a toolie in your waistband
Bust it like that booty too big and you need two hands
Bust it like you catchin' a body and you in G stance
Bust it like it's casual Friday and you here to dance
Call bluff, I know what's up, can't get enough
Is it bad that I want more?
Is it too late for us? We're both dangerous
Movin' so close, we combust
Is it bad that I want more?
Is it too late for us? We're both scared to love
Movin' so close, we combust
Is it bad that I want more?
Mm, pressure, I won't learn my lesson
I want you to stretch it, limit, want you to test it
I know I was born to roll, I gotta know
Is it bad that I want more?
Is it too late for us? We're both dangerous
Movin' so close, we combust
Is it bad that I want more?
Is it too late for us? We're both scared to love
Movin' so close, we combust
Is it bad that I want more?
I'm so done with you, nobody hurt me like you do
Every time you break my heart, it feel new
Every time I fall apart, I call you
I just wanna be loved
Loving sucks
I can't get enough, is it bad that I want more?
Is it too late for us?
Writer: Solana Imani Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Far
How do I deal with rejection?
I'm dealing with a lot of rejection right now
It makes me feel very small
Well, that's great, if nobody wants you, you're free
Tried to wash all of my shit away
Tried to wash all my emotions
Need a few brews, need a palm tree
I be drinkin' in private, don't call me to party though
F*ck on your nigga for cardio
Too good, he really fell in love right away
I put my feelings on layaway (I'm)
Done being used, done playing stupid
Done faking cool
(I don't want none of that shit, I don't want it)
Done being screwed
Done feeling clueless
That's how you do (do me)
(I don't want none of that shit, got me runnin' so)
Far
Far, like I don't recognize me
Far, far 'cause I let you define me
I'm far, far 'cause I can't trust nobody
Far, stay far, so far
Lately, I feel less cool as before
(Nobody under my garter belt)
(Nobody out here to tell me I'm special)
Made you check your bullshit at the door
(Got an appetite, hungry to feed my ego, nobody 'round me to be my hero)
Always on my mind, trust is hard to find
Everything reminds me of us
I just want my sanity back
Better than being your enemy
(Better than letting go, scared of that, oh)
Done being used, done playing stupid
Done being cool
(I don't want none of that shit, I ain't goin')
Done getting screwed
Done playing clueless
That's how you do (do me)
(I don't want none of that shit, got me runnin' so)
Far
Far, like I don't recognize me
Far, far 'cause I let you define me
I'm far, far 'cause I can't trust nobody
Far, stay far, so far
I remember when you had me upside down
Stress me out and turn me out, it's all bad now
I remember when I wasn't so burnt out
I'd rather that than be your enemy, ready to let it go
Draggin' me
Far
Far, like I don't recognize me
Far, far 'cause I let you define me
I'm far, far 'cause I can't trust nobody
Far, stay far, so far
Writer: Carlos Daniel Munoz, Carter Lang, Eliot Dubock, Robert Clark Bisel, Solana I. Rowe, Tyran Levon Jr. Donaldson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Shirt
Kiss me dangerous
Been so lost without you all around me
Get anxious
Lead me
Don't look back, it's all about you
In the dark right now
Feelin' lost, but I like it
Comfort in my sins and all about me
All I got right now
Feel the taste of resentment
Simmer in my skin, it's all about
Bloodstain on my shirt
New bitch on my nerves
Old nigga got curved
Going back on my word
Damn, bitch, you so thirsty
Still don't know my worth
Still stressin' perfection
Let you all in my mental
Got me lookin' too desperate
Damn (you ain't deserve)
Broad day, sunshine
I'll find a way to f*ck it up still
Can't cry about the shit that I can't change
Just my mind
Gotta get outta here
Tough crowd, I hate it
Can't stay
In the dark right now
Feelin' lost, but I like it
Comfort in my sins and all about me
All I got right now
Feel the taste of resentment
Simmer in my skin
It's all about
Bloodstain on my shirt
New bitch on my nerves
Old nigga got curved
Going back on my word
Damn, bitch, you so thirsty
Still don't know my worth
Still stressin' perfection
Let you all in my mental
Got me lookin' too desperate
Damn
It's what you say and how you do me
How I'm 'posed to trust, baby? 'Posed to love?
It ain't 'posed to hurt this way
All I need is the best of you
Baby, how I got to say it? Give me all of you
In the dark right now
Feelin' lost, but I like it
Comfort in my sins and all about me
All I got right now
Feel the taste of resentment
Simmer in my skin
It's all about
Bloodstain on my shirt
New bitch on my nerves
Old nigga got curved
Going back on my word
Damn, bitch, you so thirsty
Still don't know my worth
Still stressin' perfection
Let you all in my mental
Got me lookin' too desperate
Damn (you ain't deserve)
Writer: Rob Gueringer, Rodney Roy Jerkins, Solana Imani Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
Open Arms
When you do your best you ca-, I done told you
When you do your best, hell, that's all you can do
You, me and anybody else
So they always start talkin'
Ooh
Runnin' away from where I'm from
Never can stay with no one
Loving you almost feels like something
When no ones around me, you lost and found me
I was surrounded
With open, open, open, open arms (ooh)
Open arms, you keep me open
I'm so devoted
You keep me open, open arms
I'm so devoted to you, to you, to you
Spent your life bein' hopeless
Chokin' on insecurity
I know all this is bad
But, please, put a leash on me anyway
Who needs self-esteem anyway?
I hate myself to make you stay
Push me away, I'll be right here
With open, open, open, open arms (ooh)
Open arms, you keep me open
I'm so devoted
You keep me open, open arms
I'm so devoted to you, to you, to you
No matter what come between us, yeah, I decided (ayy)
I'm forever ridin' (whoa), you're forever guidin' (ayy)
Pull up on an opp, hit his curb up, slide it (brr)
Notice when you mad, ain't no words, just silence (ooh)
You my favorite color, now you seein' every shade of me
You say that I'm trippin', I hit back like, "Where you takin' me?"
Locked in for life, on God, no replacin' me
Consequences, repercussions, karma keep on changin' me
For you I try, face card valid, ID
C'est la vie, go to Paris, it ain't five-star, it ain't me
Over-solid, keep it concrete, I'ma bet it on your whole fee
Just don't switch sides, I could fire piece your wrist, AP
Through the ups and downs and all the heat
Take a turn and tell you what it be
Backshots make you feel relief, anything, just don't you ever leave
I guess I gotta go
I guess it's time to go
I gotta let you go
(I'm so devoted)
You keep me open
Gotta let you go, gotta let you go
I gotta let you go, I must
You're the only one that's holdin' me down
(You're the only one holdin' me down)
('Cause I'm the only one that's holdin' me down)
Writer: Douglas Ford, Jacques Webster, Michael Uzowuru, Robert Clark Bisel, Solana Rowe, Teo Lucas Halm
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Hate U
I be so sick of you niggas, y'all contradicting
I be so bored with myself, can you come and f*ck me?
I feel so ordinary, 'cept when you around me
Treat me like corduroy, wear me out
Arguments, you air me out
Trippin' 'bout your whereabouts
I can't keep no conflict with you
Boy, can we just rub it out?
I don't want no static with you, you know you my plug
And I can't shake this habit, no
I've been up, baby
Heavy reminiscin'
Heavy on the missin' you
Wish it was different than what it was (oh yeah)
I've been up, baby
Lost in the lie of us
Lost, ain't no findin' us
I've been up, baby
And if you wondered if I hate you (I do)
Shitty of you to make me feel just like this
What I would do to make you feel just like this
And if you wondered if I hate you (f*ck you)
Shitty of you to make me feel just like this
What I would do to make you feel just like this
Used to be too solid 'til you scrambled me
Used to be your rider, you mishandle me
Used to be nonviolent 'til you ambushed me
Now I'm out here wildin' with you
Now I'm out here, silent treatment, that mean no permission (no)
Missionary gettin' borin', can you switch positions? (Yeah)
Hard to save your soul, you don't ever listen, no (no)
I've been up, baby
Heavy reminiscin'
Heavy on the missin' you
Wish it was different than what it was (oh yeah)
I've been up, baby
Lost in the lie of us
Lost, ain't no findin' us
I've been up, baby
And if you wondered if I hate you (I do)
Shitty of you to make me feel just like this
What I would do to make you feel just like this
And if you wondered if I hate you (f*ck you)
Shitty of you to make me feel just like this
What I would do to make you feel just like this
Writer: Solana Imani Rowe, Cody Fayne, Dylan Patrice, Robert Bisel, Carter Lang
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Good Days
Good day in my mind, safe to take a step out
Get some air now, let your edge out
Too soon, I spoke, you be heavy in my mind
Can you get the heck out?
I need rest now, got me bummed out
You so, you so, you, baby, baby, babe
I've been on my empty mind shit
I try to keep from losin' the rest of me
I worry that I wasted the best of me on you, baby
You don't care
Said, not tryna be a nuisance, it's just urgent
Tryna make sense of loose change
Got me a war in my mind
Gotta let go of weight, can't keep what's holding me
Choose to watch
While the world break up and fall on me
All the while, I'll await my armored fate with a smile
Still wanna try, still believe in (good days)
Good days, always (good days)
Always inside (always in my mind, always in my mind, mind)
Good day living in my mind
Tell me I'm not my fears, my limitations
I disappear, if you let me
Feeling like (on your own)
Feeling like Jericho
Feeling like Job when he lost his shit
Gotta hold my own, my cross to bear alone, I
Ooh, paid a deal, way to kill the mood
Know you like that shit, yeah, groovy baby, baby
Heavy on my empty mind shit
I gotta keep from losin' the rest of me (losin' the rest of me)
Still worry that I wasted the best of me on you, babe
You don't care
Said, not tryna be a nuisance, it's just urgent (it's urgent)
Tryna make sense of loose change
Got me a war in my mind (my mind)
Gotta let go of weight, can't keep what's holding me
Choose to watch
While the world break up and fall on me
All the while, I'll await my armored fate with a smile
Still wanna try, still believe in (good days, good days on my mind)
Good days (good days on my mind)
Always sunny inside (always in my mind, always in my mind, mind)
Good day living in my mind
Gotta get right, tryna free my mind before the end of the world
I don't miss no ex, I don't miss no text
I choose not to respond
I don't regret, just pretend shit never happened
Half of us layin' waste to our youth, is in the present
Half of us chasin' fountains of youth and it's in the present now
Always in my mind, always in my mind, mind
You've been making me feel like I'm
Always in my mind, always in my mind, mind
Writer: Carlos Munoz, Carter Lang, Christopher Ruelas, Jacob Collier, Solana I. Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Forgiveless
Ayy dawg, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I'm the original, G-O-D
Makin' young ladies scream is my specialty
When I go da-da-da-da-da, girls get hype
From the funky fresh music that's stereotyped
When I killed that ol' mad rugged flow
Not sayin' Ason, duck of the disco
Or the disco duck, strictly hip-hop
Baby, baby, I can't stop
I don't care 'bout consequences, I want my lick back
I don't mind who's watchin', get to pushin' your wig back
I don't mind burnin' bridges that my enemies, center peace
Call that bitch my kid, she ain't no kin to me
Gotta watch how you was built when you were 'round me, though
Give a f*ck 'bout what you prefer
I'm too profound to go back and forth, with no average dork
It goes, spells and sorcery, hug your rosaries
I don't mind competition, it is what it is
You don't mind second fiddle, that's why you a bitch
You don't think for yourself and that's none of my business
You take it, I dish it, I'm genie, three wishes
Better watch how you think out loud, if it's 'bout me though
Got a couple that's outside, they kill about me though
I don't need nobody help, angels surround me, though
Back and forth it go, it's hard, I know
I thought I told you before, it's not gon' end how you want
Not in the dark anymore
I might forgive it, I won't forget it
I thought I told you before, it's not gon' end how you want
Not in the dark anymore
I might forgive it, I won't forget it
This that old West Coast, East Coast, North Coast, South Coast shit
Yo, yo, this is that old Boogie Nights
Bronx the Boogie old type shit
Yo, yo, yo, I wanna give a special shoutout all my niggas and niggarettes
All race, creed and colors
It's all love, my nigga
Writer: Bjork Gudmundsdottir, Guy Sigsworth, Mark Bell, Rodney Roy Jerkins, Russell T. Jones, Solana Imani Rowe
Copyright: Lyrics © WARP MUSIC LIMITED, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.