3005
No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hold up
Okay, hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago
Crew at my house and we party every weekend so
On the radio, that's my favorite song (yeah)
Make me bounce around, like I don't know, like I won't be here long (yeah)
Now the thrill is gone, got no patience, 'cause I'm not a doctor (no)
Girl, why is you lying? Girl, why you Mufasa?
Yeah, mi casa su casa, got a strip there like Gaza
Got so high off volcanoes, now the flow is so lava
Yeah, we spit that saliva, iPhone got message from Viber
Either the head is so hydra, or we let bygones be bygones
"My God, you pay for your friends?" I'll take that as a compliment
Got a house full of homies, why I feel so the opposite?
Incompetent ain't the half of it, Saturdays with young lavishes
Saddest shit, is I'm bad as it, beans, they took from the cabinet (whoa)
Sorry, I'm just scared of the future
'Til 3005, I got your back, we can do this, hol' up
No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (but you ain't hear-), hol' up (but you ain't hear about it)
No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), (but you ain't hear about it)
I used to care what people thought, but now I care more
I mean, nobody out here's got it figured out
So therefore, I've lost all hope of a happy ending
Depending on whether or not it's worth it
So insecure, no one's perfect
We spend it with no shame
We blow that like Coltrane
We in here, like Rogaine
Or leave it, like Cobain
And when I'm long gone, whole crew sing a swan song
'Cause we all just ticking time bombs
Got a Lambo like LeBron's mom (yeah)
And no matter where all of my friends go (yeah)
Emily, Fam, and Lorenzo (yeah)
All of them people my kinfolk
At least I think so, can't tell
'Cause when them checks clear, they're not here
'Cause they don't care (they don't care)
It's kinda sad, but I'm laughing whatever happens
Assassins are stabbed in the back of my cabin
Labrador yapping, I'm glad that it happened, I mean it
Between us, I think there's something special (I think there's something special)
And if I lose my mental, just hold my hand
Even if you don't understand, hol' up
No matter what you say or what you do (no, no)
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you (you and me)
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (but you ain't-), hol' up
No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), (but you ain't hear about it)
Hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up (but you ain't hear about it)
Hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up (but you ain't hear about it)
La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
We did it! Yay!
Nigga, you so thirsty
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hold up
Okay, hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago
Crew at my house and we party every weekend so
On the radio, that's my favorite song (yeah)
Make me bounce around, like I don't know, like I won't be here long (yeah)
Now the thrill is gone, got no patience, 'cause I'm not a doctor (no)
Girl, why is you lying? Girl, why you Mufasa?
Yeah, mi casa su casa, got a strip there like Gaza
Got so high off volcanoes, now the flow is so lava
Yeah, we spit that saliva, iPhone got message from Viber
Either the head is so hydra, or we let bygones be bygones
"My God, you pay for your friends?" I'll take that as a compliment
Got a house full of homies, why I feel so the opposite?
Incompetent ain't the half of it, Saturdays with young lavishes
Saddest shit, is I'm bad as it, beans, they took from the cabinet (whoa)
Sorry, I'm just scared of the future
'Til 3005, I got your back, we can do this, hol' up
No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (but you ain't hear-), hol' up (but you ain't hear about it)
No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), (but you ain't hear about it)
I used to care what people thought, but now I care more
I mean, nobody out here's got it figured out
So therefore, I've lost all hope of a happy ending
Depending on whether or not it's worth it
So insecure, no one's perfect
We spend it with no shame
We blow that like Coltrane
We in here, like Rogaine
Or leave it, like Cobain
And when I'm long gone, whole crew sing a swan song
'Cause we all just ticking time bombs
Got a Lambo like LeBron's mom (yeah)
And no matter where all of my friends go (yeah)
Emily, Fam, and Lorenzo (yeah)
All of them people my kinfolk
At least I think so, can't tell
'Cause when them checks clear, they're not here
'Cause they don't care (they don't care)
It's kinda sad, but I'm laughing whatever happens
Assassins are stabbed in the back of my cabin
Labrador yapping, I'm glad that it happened, I mean it
Between us, I think there's something special (I think there's something special)
And if I lose my mental, just hold my hand
Even if you don't understand, hol' up
No matter what you say or what you do (no, no)
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you (you and me)
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (but you ain't-), hol' up
No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), hol' up (hol' up)
Hol' up (hol' up), (but you ain't hear about it)
Hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up (but you ain't hear about it)
Hol' up, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up (but you ain't hear about it)
La-la-la, la-la-la-la-la
We did it! Yay!
Nigga, you so thirsty
Credits
Writer(s): Ludwig Emil Tomas Goransson, Donald Mckinley Glover Ii, Stefan Ponce
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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