[When To Say When - Intro]
Yeah, somebody on
Somebody hit me today and they were like
Nah, just make sure you know
You tell me what to do when I get there, you know?
[When To Say When - Intro]
Yeah, somebody on
Somebody hit me today and they were like
Nah, just make sure you know
You tell me what to do when I get there, you know?
June you're a genius
I said I respect you, no problem
We got all these blessings, just to give it to others anyway
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, my hand's always open, for real
[Verse: Drake]
Ayy, thirty three years, I gave that to the game
Thirty three mill, I save that for the ring
Five hundred weeks, I fill the charts with my pain
Five hundred mil and I fall back in the 6ix (Six/6)
Finally give you the niggas the space you need to exist
Michael Jackson 'ship, but the palace is not for kids
Still women sayin' it's childish the way we live
Brought a few "W's' to the 6ix (Six/6)
Baby mama fluke, but I love her for who she is
Baby, wear and tear is responsible for this shit
Half of the time, I question my consciousness in this shit
Other times I question if compliments are legit
Full time I'm out here confident as a bitch
Tryna make good on the promises that I give
Tryna make sure that my accomplices are legit
Register the business in my brother's name
Thirty-five hunnid in the pocket, that should cover things
Certified lover man, trappin' out the motherland
Always move right, so my watch is on the other hand
She can try and play it down now, but she was a fan
People wanna know what's in my pockets, they don't understand
My assistant always findin' Percocets and rubber bands
Know my mom might not want to hear how I discover plans
Word to Sandra Graham, no one love you like your mother can
I watch Michael Rubin win a million off a couple hands
I decide what to see next like it's on demand
I decide what to be next like I'm switchin' plans
I'ma tell you what you feel next like the weatherman
I will split heads and break necks for my little man
Six God, praying hands like I'm a religious man
But I'm just a sicker man (Six, six, six)
[Chicago Freestyle - Chorus]
Two thirty baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?
Too early, maybe later you can show me things
You know what it is, whenever I visit
Windy city, she blowing me kisses, no
Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight
Will I see you at the show tonight?
Will I see you at the show tonight?
[Verse 1]
Aye -- truck to the plane, to the truck
Truck to the hotel lobby
Me -- I go to underground garages
Presidential suite, on deposit
Elevator up to the room
Shower up and then we hit the club
Touchdown, gotta see what's up
Area code in my phone
What numbers do I still have?
Who do I know from the past?
Hit one, she say she got a man
Hit another one, it goes green
Must've changed phones on the team
Member when you let me in between?
That was 2017
All good, Chubbs'll look around
Find one and seem my type
That my dog and he know what I like
He done found me plenty in my life
Problem is, I meet a girl tonight
Then I go and treat her too nice
Galleria credit card swipes
I don't even know if she a wife
[Pre-Chorus]
But I do know one thing though, women they come they go
Saturday, through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday, yo
Maybe I'll love you one day
Maybe we'll someday grow
Till then I sit my drunk ass on that runway, on this one way
[Chorus]
Two thirty baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?
Too early, maybe later you can show me things
You know what it is, whenever I visit
Windy city, she blowing me kisses, no
Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight
Will I see you at the show tonight?
Will I see you at the show tonight?
[Verse 2]
Jewelry in the safe on arrival, pistol on J for survival
Lot of people gunning for the title
Lot of people trying to take us viral
I'm just trying to have a nice night though
Waiter brought the check for the meal
She said "Babe I think there was a typo"
Nah girl I got it, thats light though
I can show you bigger things than that
Its gon be a minute till I'm back
Let me get your images, they last
AMEX had a limit in the past
I had plenty women in the past
I done plenty sinning in the past
You don't need to know, but you can ask
[?] on your backstage pass
All access, cause you bad
You can go wherever with that ass
Show, to the shower, to the truck
Truck, to the club, for the party
You go in first with your girls, cause I don't know who's out there watching
[Pre-Chorus]
But I do know one thing though, women they come they go
Saturday, through Sunday, Monday
Monday through Sunday, yo
Maybe I'll love you one day
Maybe we'll someday grow
Till then I sit my drunk ass on that runway, on this one way
[Chorus]
Two thirty baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?
Too early, maybe later you can show me things
You know what it is, whenever I visit
Windy city, she blowing me kisses, no
Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight
Will I see you at the show tonight?
Will I see you at the show tonight?