More - GoldLink, Lola Rae

We on the phone with it

And back home, you know I’m Sean Combs with it

Yeah, tell 'em, yeah, I got verses for it

And I’m a street boy so I’m on the roll for it

I hate it when they got me talkin' like a dog for it

I hate it when I got to go and get the dog for it

I hate it when she say she love me when I’m far from it

I hate it when she tell me that she need a break from me

I’m too busy tryna put the family on top

But I always keep a eye on 'em like I’m Fetty Wap

I know you, I know you not perfect for me

Yeah, you just enough for me, I know you

I know I said a couple things

You hurt me, so restraining

Had dreams of bigger things, yeah

But look what we created

You always wanted more, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You always wanted more, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I know you’re not perfect for me, yeah

But them heads gon' have to work for me, yeah

See, he ain’t gon' lie, I’ve seen you flirtin' with him, yeah

But you gon' get this work from me

I’ma tell you, tell you, can’t nobody make it hurt like me

Uh, see, I’m the man, you know I can, you understand

That ain’t nobody worth it for me, yeah

But baby, you so worth it for me

I’ma tell you, tell you, ain’t nobody layin' verses with me, uh

It’s from the dome, it’s on my own

See, can no

Nobody work it for me

My mama us into you should come to church with me

I’ma pull up (Pull up), and make it worth it for you

Ain’t no nigga puttin' up in the dirt for you

Say, «No-no»

I know you’re not perfect for me, yeah

You’re just a no for me, I know you

I know I said a couple things

You hurt me, so restraining

Had dreams of bigger things, yeah

But look what we created

You always wanted more, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You always wanted more, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah