Everybody needs you Hope you're doing well bruh Every night shit Round the city Round the clock No you can't make everybody equal Although you got beaucoup family You don't even got nobody being honest with you Breath till I evaporated

I don't know, no What you do? I never want it to ever be over I'm out in Philly, I thought it'd be colder Drunk off the liqui, I might need a chauffeur Check out my jiggy, check out my (uh) Oh no, no, hold up Pull my sticky out the jar, come on You short

I love to love ya baby I need a crunk tight nigga Makes seven figgas Laced with a platinum Not the silver shit nigga X to L stigga Now don't get me wrong cause I'm not a ho But I know what I got you can't handle though

You, you, oh! Ooh, ooh, ooh I need to dig a little deeper Dig a little deeper (Oh) I can't see it, I don't feel it You, you, oh, you! And I don't think I'm ready to go in this heavy I thought we would take it slow And now you got that feelin'

Guess I didn't know That I just got this crazy feeling I've been making someone wait for me Think I don't need a watch to tell the time Think I don't need the sun to help me shine Think I don't need a girl to be alright Thought I didn't need shoes on my

You, you, oh! Ooh, ooh, ooh I need to dig a little deeper Dig a little deeper (Oh) I can't see it, I don't feel it You, you, oh, you! And I don't think I'm ready to go in this heavy I thought we would take it slow And now you got that feelin'

But I don't mind No I don't mind (I don't mind I don't I don't mind) Beautiful monster Beautiful monster (beautiful monster) No I don't mind I don't I don't mind In fact I like it Though I'm terrified She's a monster (she's a monster) And I need her (and

Goodbye I'm going home There's no need for you to say you're sorry I don't care no more so don't you worry Your music's shite it keeps me up all night, up all night I hate the way that even though you know you're wrong You say you're right I hate the

How to hate a bitch That owe you everything At least a wedding ring Moving on to better things So don't you call me talking 'bout them other fools I'm not good enough for you I thought that we was cool If you need a shoulder to cry on, girl I won't

No remorse No repent We don't care what it meant Another day Another death Another sorrow Another breath War without end No mercy for what we are doing No thought to even what we have done We don't need to feel the sorrow No remorse for the helpless one