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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drake
Drake
Vocals
Rihanna
Rihanna
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Parker
J. Parker
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Elgin Lumpkin
Elgin Lumpkin
Songwriter
Jahron Anthony Brathwaite
Jahron Anthony Brathwaite
Songwriter
Mikky Ekko
Mikky Ekko
Songwriter
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Songwriter
Robert Reives
Robert Reives
Songwriter
Timothy Mosley Z
Timothy Mosley Z
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PARTYNEXTDOOR
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Producer
Noah Shebib
Noah Shebib
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, why you keep askin' me about? (Why?) She's not here right now, she's not here right now Why am I the one you wanna get into it with for the drama? (Drama) I've got a lot to say, and that's the last thing a - wanna hear right now Spendin' all my days on the east side, oh Forgettin' who I was on the other side, oh Young - switchin' up the program right now Tryna put the power in my own hands right now I'm about to ride through the old hood right now Got too much pride for my own good right now Waitin' on you to give in and hit me up So I could fall through like old times and hit it up I'm terrible at invitin' myself, call me over Those nights when you need someone else, call me over You can be the one to take control, call me over When I get there, you already know, call me Why you keep askin' me about? (Why?) Couple other things I'd rather do than talk about that right now Told you 'bout givin' him chances on chances on chances He's not holdin' you down, he's holdin' you back right now Spendin' all my days on the east side, oh Forgettin' who I was on the other side, oh (oh, oh, oh, oh) Young - switchin' up the program right now Tryna put the power in my own hands right now Love it when your - speak the truth to me, oh Tryna wake up and have you with me, oh Waitin' on you to give in and hit me up So I could fall through like old times and hit it up I'm terrible at invitin' myself, call me over Those nights when you need someone else, call me over You can be the one to take control, call me over When I get there, you already know, call me Yeah, ayy Yeah I threw my hands in the air and said, "Show me somethin'", yeah Ayy Remember one night I went to Erykah Badu house She made tea for me We talked about love and what life could really be for me She said, "When that - is real, you just know" And I was thinkin' 'bout you, you already know Yeah, the other night Chubbs showed up at my house He had - for me That my - 'til we gone, keep his ear to the streets for me Said the city stress him out on the low I said, "I feel you, -, I already know" Yeah, already Girls talkin' 'bout, "You gotta leave already?" Damn, my lil' nephew turned four already Gave you little help, you need more already Damn, you need more already? 'Fore you said "You're mine" I was yours already 22, had the Bentley four-door already Even as a boy, I was the boy already So you know that that mean - galore already Mention other girls, you get insecure already That was in the past, I matured already - Them -, you got the award already You go to Chanel and get rewards already Know I do this - for Third Ward already Know I do this - for H-Town already Already, already, yeah Back up in this thing, it's a go Had a couple - out of pocket, now they know Ain't the first time 'cause I lost you before Had to get it back, had to get it back Had to pull it back because I know I'm on the road Had to take you back because I know you're down to roll If you can get it from me, you can have it, now you know All your friends askin', where you stand with the boy? FaceTime say you got plans for the boy Studyin' your body, that's exams for the boy Take a flight here, pop a - for your boy Waking up in Amsterdam with the boy Long flight home, 'nother - for your boy You would prolly fly out to Japan for the boy You would prolly kill another man for the boy You would prolly You would prolly lie 'bout it on the stand for your boy Put the Bible to your right hand for the boy That's why you ain't never gotta worry 'bout the boy You know you got You know you got that really good insurance on the boy You just gotta pack a bag and hurry to the boy, yeah (Why? Fring)
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Aubrey Drake Graham, Elgin Lumpkin, Noah James Shebib, Justin Parker, Jahron Anthony Brathwaite, John Stephen Sudduth, Robert Reives Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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