530 (Reference)

By Ye

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[Intro: Swsh]

Baby, yeah

Woah, baby

Who pick up when you call?

Yeah, yeah, yeah


[Verse: Fivio Foreign]

Uh, yeah, 5:30, car missing

No texts back and calls missin'

I feel like we all victims

You have not been at home

They taking my princess, I wasn't watching the throne

I hop on the phone, turn the music up, got in my zone

Drunk texting, I should not do Patrón

Had to do you wrong in order to get it right

You gotta go through it in order to give advice

It’s the price of the litty nights

I know the liquor hittin’

I guess you gotta break a heart just to fix your vision

I fell in love with a demon and a diva, I pray my soulmate got a soul when I meet her

I want you back but I'm scared you gon' leave again

It's funny you left mе for a comedian

But respectfully, you playing with Satan

Ask what hurt mе, I told 'em the expectation

And love is all draining and stop, it’s all fatal

We used to be secretive, but now it’s all blatant and it’s all just lost, ain’t it?

Watching it all cave in

My reality ain't on TV, how you watch it and okay it

Family on vacation, trips and reservation

You forgot that we both famous?

What happened to our relation?

Uh, we the topic of conservation

5:30, the car missin’

Emotions is all distant

No texting, just calls missin’

We fight and you won’t listen

You right, we both trippin’

How you playing the game when the ball missing?

Bitch it's game time, matter of fact, it’s Ye time

For the past year been a strange time

Visitations on FaceTime

Who gon’ break who heart first? Breaks line

Looking for blessings that God'll hand me

I’m tryna just raise this family, somebody should raise the nanny

Understand me, I'm tryna just leave you alone

I don't even want revenge, you fucked yourself on your own

Going crazy then hope I change again

I was 'bout to buy a Harley but I don't fuck with the Davidsons

Paparazzi, my lady friends, you don't like me then hate me then

I'm still a GOAT, this the feelin' when Brady win

5:30, the car missin’

Emotions is all distant

No textin', just calls missin’

We fight and you won’t listen

You right, we both trippin’

How you playing the game when the ball missing?