Intro
My love
Never enough 4 u
My love
Never enough 4 u
Hook
Lil baby what the problem (baby)
I'm in the cut like Robin
Say u don't like that boy (what!)
I might just go n rob him (run it)
She wanna spend my money
She wanna drive me crazy (wanna drive me)
Baby what's really the problem
Now u gettin anoying
I know u need my love
I know u need my assurance
Baby come be my angle
Right here by my side
I know u watchin me
Like Im watchin u
My love, my love, never enough 4 u
Verse
Shawty finŠµ but she came with some problŠµms
Breakin necks, drop em dead in a coffin
Dont u lie baby u know I could get it poppin
West side, shoulve slid on her bes-tie
Baby lets not lie
More times, I got no time
Smokin all this weed life got me stressin
Can't u see all ur blessings?
See the sun up on the west side, that's the west end
Beautifull like the bitches out in sauga
Karma, catchin up for all the commas
Now she pull up on me with that, drama
Gettin all this action I fold em like laundry
I ain't just nobody, Richie $tack$, I gotta keep it on me
Tell me what u need, baby u can call me
Better yet go ahead n, put it on me
I could put it in you like ouu ouu ouuu
I could be ur man n show u off
Babygirl let me show u off
I could be ur best friend from the west end till u go n do me wrong
Miss black thong
This is for u
This is yo song
Hook
Lil baby what the problem (baby)
I'm in the cut like Robin
Say u don't like that boy (what!)
I might just go n rob him (run it)
She wanna spend my money
She wanna drive me crazy (she wanna drive me)
Baby what's really the problem
Now u gettin anoying
I know u need my love
I know u need my assurance
Baby come be my angle
Right here by my side
I know u watchin me
Like Im watchin u (im watchin u)
My love, my love, never enough 4 u
Verse
Always on my mind, I keep u always on my mind
I tought u would be mine, but I came to realize
That, You'd never be mine, that, I would never be yours
Find me drunk I'm goin home
Call me a uber XL, I might just pass out in the back
Shit just hit the fan baby
I think I'm the man baby
They gon try to sign me when I'm up in high demand baby
I might tell em, yes
I might tell em, no
I might leave em, stressin, guessin
Ain't nobody gotta know
I be whippin in the kitchen bitch i got the sauce
My style sellin out like dope
Yeah my prices are like coke
Need a 1000 for a hook n 20 for a show
Need a super model baddie with me everywhere I go
Need a bad down hoe, let me shoot my babies down in her throat
Got a million fuckin problems, so I need a million fuckin dollars
Plus im way over the budget
Someone tell me where my sugar mama is
I gotta call her and tell her I need me some bands
Sweet my talk as I hold her hand
Everyting is A-okay, everything is A-alright
She wanna see me workin, makin music, noise
Outro
I got Chris behind the camera, Pema and the boys
We be workin days n nights like we ain't got a choice
YYZ, Richie $tack$
There's only fire when I'm on the track
5 star general