Lyrics Venus Amor Says L.O.Y.L (Interlude) [feat. Venus Amor] - Venus Amor , Sylvan LaCue

Sylvan LaCue]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
What this shit's all about right?
Uh
Uh
Drinks down, turn the lights low
Back to these late nights and light poles
Pour my Henny and let me slip in a right mode
I hate talking with my eyes closed
Far from familiar
These niggas feel ya, city reppin'
Learn to shift the culture
Gotta watch for vultures
I plot hard, hoping the ones who desire to see me top is [?]
Admit it wasn't ludicrous, we drinks pints over Rockstar
Mentally playing Tetris, I'm young and restless
Add it to replace what I'm scratching off of my checklist (uh)
2 a.m. breakfast (uh)
3 a.m. sessions (uh)
6 o'clock naps, face marks from the necklace
9 a.m. flights you pray to Jesus for the aisle or window
Passin' first-class, crashing off shots of espresso
Uber drivers at 'Arrivals' that I've seen
And I still ain't satisfied with a thing
I need you to
Give me, just give me
Give me what you can't get back
Why won't you give me?
Why won't you give me the world?
Give me what you can't get back
Uh
You know it's real when fans treat you like the nigga you look up to
Bitches say they love you
And women you desire come around and choose to trust you
But you got obligations and time in streets will corrupt you
And even when you tell the truth they always seem to bust you
And you ain't got the time, no reflecting or second-guessing
You fall in love in Oakland and take a flight out to Texas
Flick it up, with niggas you don't like, on Instagram accounts
Watch a Cole show, embarrassed to pull my camera out
[?] prayers panning out
You should've called how the game is changing
You ran your mouth
A plane ticket'll let 'em know you the fuckin' greatest
Young Hova, a single degree of separation
Living on a mission
You know you're what the game is missing
These other niggas is Jeremy Lins, they're superstition
You left a label, ironically that was lacking vision
You know they out here trippin'
You trying to make a difference
I'm still stressing over thing I know I can't control
Duckin' calls, laying low, with a goal
I've been, telling lies to everyone I care the most about
And dedicating time to some people that I could go without
It's been a minute since me and you had a conversation
Apologies for the times I tried and became impatient
You know a nigga never asked for much
And I don't mean to seem blasphemous
But I'ma need you to
Give me, just give me
Give me what you can't get back
Why won't you give me?
Why won't you give me the world?
Give me what you can't get back