Anytime

Seen you last night

At the club, for the first time

In about a year, damn, girl I

The look on your face

Didn’t say that

Things were going the way

That you planned

When I saw you for the last time

When I saw you for the last time

Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)

If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)

Is your bank account, empty (Ah)

You can call me babe, anytime

Ain’t gone lie (Ain’t gone lie)

You ran up and your sexy

You start talking (talking)

Saying shit ain’t straight with him

You bring it up (saying)

You miss the way it used to be

Ain’t gone lie, but I moved on so far from here

You asking me (honestly)

I ain’t got no answer

Is it true?

That I’m blamed for that

I ain’t got no answer

If I told you

All my set backs

All the shit I went through

I just spared my momma

Two months after I caught you

Hey, You heard I got that check

Hey, and I ain’t trying to look back

I hope that maybe you chose

To take a damn good care

I ain’t wish you no better

But that ain’t none of my business, no

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Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)

If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)

Is your bank account, empty (Ah)

You can call me babe, anytime

Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)

If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)

Is your bank account, empty (Ah)

You can call me babe, anytime

I know that you wish that you had a young nigga like me

I know that you sad

I know you praying the Lord for a nigga like me

You missing the shopping sprees

You missing the diamonds all in your rings

I pull up in Jags and Rovers and Bentleys

I know that you miss the front seat

Your bitches, they asking about me

Wanna know what a young nigga do

Cause the see my girl in that red dress,

And they say that could be you, in it

Everytime they see Quavo, they say that boy pursue

(Like a real) Just look at yourself in the mirror

I know you wish I was there

That Porshe, Panamera, you know that car was your favorite

My momma she told me you crazy

I know you hate that I made it

So many chains, look like slavery

I hope I make you go crazy

Throw a hundred dollars for your step-baby

You can have that old ass Mercedes

Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)

If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)

Is your bank account, empty (Ah)

You can call me babe, anytime

Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)

If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)

Is your bank account, empty (Ah)

You can call me babe, anytime

God damn, back then

Your momma, she wasn’t fucking with me

Taking a trip out the city, go quick on that Brittney

She thicker than Jiffy

The Louis, the Gucci, the Prada, the Fendi

Versace, and Givenchy

Know lil’ mamma gone miss me

I was the Santa on Christmas

She talking about having my baby

But told me stop whipping them babies

I told her you crazy

When you see me pulling up in that drop top

I made it

She calling my phone, she come in my home

Knock on that booty, I’m gone

Met a bitch, said her name Nia Long

Smoking that good, ching chong

Came a long way, neighborhood star

And I’m on the top of Worldstar

Back then , nigga, looking at a star

Now a nigga shine with the stars

Red bottom got blood on the floor

Metta World Peace, got that elbow

She won’t stop calling my phone

She hear me everyday on the radio

Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)

If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)

Is your bank account, empty (Ah)

You can call me babe, anytime

Know sometimes you wish that you was with me (Ah)

If we had a baby, what it would be (Ah)

Is your bank account, empty (Ah)

You can call me babe, anytime