Lyrics Burna - Rob $tone

Don't make a dollah
Got me sayin' something, you gotta say you miss me but you lyin' now
Gotta say something you gotta, babe, yeah

Hey, don't make sense, don't make a dollah
Got me sayin' something, you gotta say you miss me but you lyin' now
Were you waitin' for my call, with my t-shirt on your body?
I'll be racing with my thoughts tryna think if I should call you
No, we shouldn't be involved in that mess, resist your body
If I ever need to talk I won't call you
Won't be mean, I won't be vain and say you love me but she lyin'
You're the one I gave my all and my heart to

Said look this is perfect timing, when you seen me I was guidin'
When I seen you, you was shining, yeah
Like a diamond in the lessee, I've been drinking alcohol
And I won't stop until I'm ready, yeah

I know you're thinking that I'm gon' fall into your life to get you right
I know you reachin' for my love and you gon' call until I'm right there
You wanna see me after dark, you want me deep inside ya heart
You wanna be inside my arms, yeah

But see girl, again
Gotta sacrifice this love for the life I'm born to live
I was made for this shit
And this paper of a bitch has got to give this all I am

Hey, don't make sense, don't make a dollah
Got me sayin' something, you gotta say you miss me but you lyin' now
Were you waitin' for my call, with my t-shirt on your body?
I'll be racing with my thoughts tryna think if I should call you
No, we shouldn't be involved in that mess, resist your body
If I ever need to talk I won't call you
Won't be mean, I won't be vain and say you love me but she lyin'
You're the one I gave my all and my heart to

These demons standing tall on my face, got a smile on my face
But I'm knowing that I might break, ay
I just need more light to find my way out
Find out my way, yeah

I just keep on fighting fights in my head
They tryna snipe on they kid 'cause they don't like how I get it (get money)
I'm all about the benches, hunnids and the fifties
Tens and the twenties, nickels and the pennies
He say he got a problem, wanna solve it, come and get it
I keep a hot one in the chamber for you niggas

They tryna stop the pimpin', they mad 'cause I'm bigger
I'm carrying the gang, because I ball and I'm winnin'
LeBron in the trenches, I'm Curry in the mental, I'm Jordan with the fitness
I'm more than independent, my score says let me get it
My Audemars ridiculous, my foreign car expensive, the law my only witness
Bitch, to the top

Hey, don't make sense, don't make a dollah
Got me sayin' something, you gotta say you miss me but you lyin' now
Were you waitin' for my call, with my t-shirt on your body?
I'll be racing with my thoughts tryna think if I should call you
No, we shouldn't be involved in that mess, resist your body
If I ever need to talk I won't call you
Won't be mean, I won't be vain and say you love me but she lyin'
You're the one I gave my all and my heart to