I hope you learn to make it on your own And if you love yourself just know you'll never be alone I hope that you get everything you want and that you chose I hope that it's the realest thing that you ever know Hope you get the pretty girls, that's pretty

Got no friends up next to me, enemies too close Raf Simons on my feet that's why I fucked your ho Middlefingers to my enemies, I stay in my glo You know they're gonna intervene, my niggas do the most Ballin', I'm just on it, I'm just on it Gettin' it,

That you like somebody Wanna hold somebody Why can't we keep it on the sweet side See how it feels to take a slow ride Well, you know how it goes When you meet somebody But you just can't stand To think about somebody

You'll let me in With those whiskey eyes You'll tell me things I know they're all lies I will fight, I'll fight for you And there's nothing I can't do I'm a motherfuckin' Coke Boy! On the count of three I want everybody to say

I know you've been gone, gone, gone But are you missing me? I know you're missing me And hey, hey, hey It's been so long so you've gone away One day, one day, one day, one day I'll be gone (But are you missing me?) Looking down on my phone, see another

I like to sit beside the fire When the light is going down I like to hear the wild wind blow outside my door I have so much left to remember I have so much left to forget And I know I just don't have to search for more But you want to change my world

Roc me out, on the floor So give it to me like I want it This is for your eyes on it Roc me out, back and forth Give it to me like I need it You know how to make me feel it Roc me out, more and more I've been a bad girl, daddy Won't you come get me?

Tell me when did you stop loving me? When did you stop loving me? How long have I been a memory? I've gotta know for my own sanity Was it that night that you stayed out until dawn? You know that night has haunted me for so long Or was your love already

Now I'm feeling just like Woody Allen. Finally I'm right where I should be. Like when you grow up doing donuts in the parking lot, You hit the station, go insane, and when the kick-drum drops You know, now I'm feeling just like Woody Allen. Hey, and

Never gonna give you up No matter how you treat me So don't you think of leavin' Baby, don't you understand What you're doing to the man? Girl, you treat me bad and I know why I've seen you runnin' around with another guy And you think if you hurt me,