Lyrics : Troy Lane/Tahjae Houston
Music : Troy Lane/Tahjae Houston
Maybe we can get up
Yeah
Know your name, yeah
Told you
I don't know your name, yeah
Told you
I don't know your name, yeah
Babygirl, I get that
Maybe we can get up
If I call your phone, girl
Tell me, will you pick up? (What?)
Sometimes you not gettin' there
Maybe they don't get ya
Feel like you not fittin' in
Maybe they don't fit ya
Devil on your right shoulder
Angel on your left shoulder
Ain't nobody left over
Ain't nobody left sober
Said you need an angel, baby, I can transport you
Maybe I can escort you
I can do the best for you
You need motivation, you need you a go-getter
Don't need help from no nigga
Body got that coke figure
Body look like gold
All these niggas hoes, trick 'em
You see and you go sic 'em
Then **** 'em, they not pimpin'
That Rolls Royce color blush
And I must admit I miss you
And I'm on a money mission
I want them guided figures
Yeah, I'm on that road to get richer
I'm on the road to riches
Yeah, I turned my goals to visions
These niggas make no decisions
And she made her own decision
And I made that bold decision
And it make no correlation
Now we both just co-existing
Babygirl, I get that
If I call your phone, girl
Tell me, will you pick up? (What?)
Sometimes you not gettin' there
Maybe they don't get ya
Feel like you not fittin' in
Maybe they don't fit ya
Devil on your right shoulder
Angel on your left shoulder
Ain't nobody left over
Ain't nobody left sober
You shouldn't have to feel like you fighting a war
You shouldn't have to feel like you fighting a war
You should wanna feel all this water ashore
You should wanna feel like you finally insured
Right now I feel like everything I want, I afford
I just put a new Chanel bracelet by her core
And free Shay out on the south side, what the **** we beefing for?
We was from the same part, we was partners before
And right before I sleep, you know I gotta thank the Lord
'Cause I can die tomorrow and get took right up out my glory
And if I die tomorrow, tell me, will I open doors?
Please don't show no sorrow for me, just move it accordingly
Heaven, I'm looking forward
Babygirl, I get that
Maybe we can get up
If I call your phone, girl
Tell me, will you pick up? (What?)
Sometimes you not gettin' there
Maybe they don't get ya
Feel like you not fittin' in
Maybe they don't fit ya
Devil on your right shoulder
Angel on your left shoulder
Ain't nobody left over
Ain't nobody left sober