She Make Me Beg For It Until

You Ain't The Only One That's Tryna Be The Only One.

I'm Urgin All Daughters To Kiss Their Mothers With Those Lips That All That Lipstick Covers. You Never Too Grown Up To Miss And Hug Her.

Like A Sprained Ankle Boy I Aint Nothin To Play Wit

I Be Yellin Out Money Over Everything, Money On My Mind Then She Wanna Ask When It Got So Empty. Tell Her I Apologize, Happened Over Time. They Say They Miss The Old Drake, Girl Don't Tempt Me

Some Say That I'm Their Favorite, But I Aint Hearing None Of That. I'm About My Team, Hoe, Young Money Running Back