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Travis Scott

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Don't like what I sawThis life without yoursDespite I was lostDespite you got flawsJust let our love play its courseLet you tell itWhat's mine is yours, what's yours is yoursAll the signs I ignoredI play love like a sportYeah, first takeYou ain't on time, you were lateWhen you around me, you're safe (lit!)You can't go off of a hearsayI know that look on your faceYou think you winnin' a raceYou think all I do is play (yeah!)I didn't put you in your placeThen why you still here in my place?Yeah, thought soYeah, and alsoYou think too much, we all knowYou think too much, we all knowI ain't tryna go back to war with your morals (yeah!)You can't kill the vibe, it's immortal (straight up!)I ain't buyin' it even though I can afford ya'Cause I knowDon't like what I sawThis life without yoursDespite I was lostDespite you got flawsJust let our love play its courseLet you tell itWhat's mine is yours, what's yours is yoursAll the signs I ignoredI play love like a sportYeah!This love won't grow 'less we find growthWipe down your nose girl, won't you come over?Let's both find hoesLet's fuck them bothBut you think too hard, we all knowYou think too hard, we all knowSo say nothin', nothin''Cause you think too hard, we all knowYeah, you know I'd rather lead than to followYou and me, mano y mano, baby'Cause I know, I knowDon't like what I saw (yeah)This life without yours (yeah, yeah)Despite I was lost (ay)Despite you got flaws (ay)Just let our love play its course (oh)Let you tell itWhat's mine is yours, what's yours is yours(All is yours)All the signs I ignored (uh, huh)I play love like a sport(Like a sport, no, yeah)Okay, lil mama I still ain't heard from lil mamaWe go back to AnglianaWhen you was studying in collegeBut I called you and brought youOut to Santa MonicaBelieved in you, I was your sponsorI got love for you, but I'm not in loveGave me affectionGirl I was lost, you gave me directionWent through fuckin' you with no protectionAll my blessings, girl you of of all my blessingsYou think I don't care about youGirl you better call my best friendI got time to wasteGirl I got time to wasteGirl I cancelled everythingJust to get back on the same pageTo finish the storyBut you would rather ignore meYour mama called to check on meBut you won't even pick up the phoneShit, goddamn you feelin' yourselfOut in Hollywood, you got a nigga with some wealthYou ain't free tonight, I bet he call somebody elseTryna tell you I'm the last real nigga leftYou can hit me if you need helpWith your love problems, with your money problemsI just might solve 'em, I just might solve 'emI just might solve 'em, I just might solve 'emI just might solve 'emJust call meOr you could just pick up the phone, babyI know, I know you're home, babyBaby, I know, I know
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