Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nipsey Hussle
Vocals
James Fauntleroy
Vocals
Sade
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Hale
Songwriter
Ermias Asghedom
Songwriter
James Fauntleroy
Songwriter
Sade Adu
Songwriter
Stuart Matthewman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jiggy Hendrix
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
If you were mine
If you were mine
The way that I move
We still up all night
And I breathe your air
Runnin' this marathon
You only can
[Verse 2]
Look, now, I can't promise commitment, but I swear we'll have fun
If you, ask I'll be honest, girl, you not the only one
Just a man on a mission, with my hand on my gun
Couple **** that hate me, but way more people show love
**** tryin' too hard, they dyin' to ball
Then turn around and hate on me like it's a crime to evolve
Too afraid to be different, too ashamed to just listen
See I'm way too 100, so now they hate on my ****
Tried to hate on my Crippin', tried to hate on my business
Not to call you a bitch, but they gon' hate on my bitches
So if you fucking with Nip, let you know my intentions
Got to think like a rider, you gotta know your position
So if it's cool, then we can hop in my Mercedes coupe
Pop the cork off this imperial Veuv'
Crank the music, blowin' circles out the roof
And just enjoy the view
She said
[Verse 3]
If you were mine
I said
If you were mine
The way that I move
And I breathe your air
Let me hit somethin' wit' you, lil mama
Matter of fact
You only can
[Verse 4]
Ay, I'm not trippin', back and forth with your ****
Scared to lose what you got as you lookin' for something different
Me? "Fly Crippin'," international trippin'
I got my numbers up and now they pay for my statistics
Yeah, young ****, started off with a vision
Built this shit up from nothing, to the critics I ain't listen
Now, transition, so check out how I'm livin'
We V12 pushers and they transmissions is slippin'
****, get yo' bitch, 'cause I be bitch-gettin'
Treat her like she wanna be treated, but I ain't trickin'
Beat it like she want her shit beated, but I don't kiss it
Just blame it on that shit that we smokin', plus we sippin'
Look, double cups, she tryna double up
'Cause I just hit it once, but she caught a double nut
Nasty, since she use to double dutch
Too quick to fall in love, what the fuck?
She said
[Verse 5]
If you were mine
If you were mine
The way that I move
And I breathe your air
You only can
[Verse 6]
Look, now, if I was yours, and you was mine
Would you do me like you do him and have someone on the side?
So, keep yo' ****, while I stay on my grind
Just hit me up and we gon' spend some time
Look, if I was yours, and you was mine
Would you do me like you do him and have someone on the side?
So, keep your **** and I'll stay on my grind
Just hit me up and we gon' spend some time
Right?
[Verse 7]
If you were mine
(All Money In, No Money Out)
If you were mine
The way that I move
And I breathe your air
Written by: Ermias Asghedom, James Fauntleroy II