Take Five
Ooh-oh, uh
I'm fine
Know you said don't leave me, uh
But the money don't come easy
Drown myself in this Hennessey and that shit got me feelin' queezy (aah)
Sayin' that I be sleezy, uh
4 a.m. and I'm TT
Roll around with your new boy and you sayin' that you don't need me
But I'm outside
Who you think you foolin'? We know you gon' still slide
Maybe I gave you away but end of the day girl you is still mine
We just wanted different things (sex), at the same time
Hang around my guys, I ain't got time for no love life
I wasn't made to get fried, my whole life eatin' Popeyes
Either I get to the cash or I die, so you know I'm
Movin' stateside (ooh-oh-oh)
The stakes high
Tryna take time (ooh-oh-oh)
But I can't take five
Bitch, there's way too many people tryna take mine (ooh-oh-oh)
And there's way too much winnin' through the grapevine
Let me show you this bag is different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Huh)
Let me show you this class is different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Ugh)
Nowadays bitch I been laughin' different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Ha)
Now everybody actin' different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Ooh)
Give a fuck 'bout a hater I know what it seems
My pockets on fat, they anemic
More money, more people that's leavin'
But I gotta put on for the city
I don't care if that bitch be pretty
I would never let a hoe fuck with me
I don't fuck with that bitch, she a-pick me
Oh, yeah, uh
Pick me, oh yeah
Fuck her, then kick that bitch right to the curb
Shorty on Twitter, tryna talk to the birds
I'm stackin' money to talk to the nerds
You doin' shrooms, to go talk to the Earth
He talkin' shit, go and talk to the turds
You tell me who's livin' worse
Movin' stateside (ah) (ooh-oh-oh)
The stakes high
Tryna take time (oh) (ooh-oh-oh)
But I can't take five
Bitch, there's way to many people tryna take mine (oh-oh-oh)
And there's way too much winin' through the grapevine
Let me show you this bag is different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Huh)
Let me show you this class is different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Ugh)
Nowadays bitch I been laughin' different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Ha)
Now everybody actin' different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Ooh)
I know you want me to yourself
I know I put you through hell
It hurts you bad I could tell
But I can't treat you better
I'm fine
Know you said don't leave me, uh
But the money don't come easy
Drown myself in this Hennessey and that shit got me feelin' queezy (aah)
Sayin' that I be sleezy, uh
4 a.m. and I'm TT
Roll around with your new boy and you sayin' that you don't need me
But I'm outside
Who you think you foolin'? We know you gon' still slide
Maybe I gave you away but end of the day girl you is still mine
We just wanted different things (sex), at the same time
Hang around my guys, I ain't got time for no love life
I wasn't made to get fried, my whole life eatin' Popeyes
Either I get to the cash or I die, so you know I'm
Movin' stateside (ooh-oh-oh)
The stakes high
Tryna take time (ooh-oh-oh)
But I can't take five
Bitch, there's way too many people tryna take mine (ooh-oh-oh)
And there's way too much winnin' through the grapevine
Let me show you this bag is different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Huh)
Let me show you this class is different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Ugh)
Nowadays bitch I been laughin' different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Ha)
Now everybody actin' different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Ooh)
Give a fuck 'bout a hater I know what it seems
My pockets on fat, they anemic
More money, more people that's leavin'
But I gotta put on for the city
I don't care if that bitch be pretty
I would never let a hoe fuck with me
I don't fuck with that bitch, she a-pick me
Oh, yeah, uh
Pick me, oh yeah
Fuck her, then kick that bitch right to the curb
Shorty on Twitter, tryna talk to the birds
I'm stackin' money to talk to the nerds
You doin' shrooms, to go talk to the Earth
He talkin' shit, go and talk to the turds
You tell me who's livin' worse
Movin' stateside (ah) (ooh-oh-oh)
The stakes high
Tryna take time (oh) (ooh-oh-oh)
But I can't take five
Bitch, there's way to many people tryna take mine (oh-oh-oh)
And there's way too much winin' through the grapevine
Let me show you this bag is different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Huh)
Let me show you this class is different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Ugh)
Nowadays bitch I been laughin' different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Ha)
Now everybody actin' different (different) (ooh-oh-oh)
(Ooh)
I know you want me to yourself
I know I put you through hell
It hurts you bad I could tell
But I can't treat you better
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Writer(s): Calder Dadoun, Adam Grund, Shi Yi Liu
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