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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nas
Nas
Vocals
Big Sean
Big Sean
Vocals
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nas
Nas
Songwriter
Big Sean
Big Sean
Composer
Don Toliver
Don Toliver
Songwriter
Nasir Jones
Nasir Jones
Songwriter
HAZE
HAZE
Writer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hit-Boy
Hit-Boy
Producer
Haze
Haze
Co-Producer
David Kim
David Kim
Mixing Engineer
Mike Bozzi
Mike Bozzi
Mastering Engineer
Mark "Exit" Goodchild
Mark "Exit" Goodchild
Engineer
Gabriel Zardes
Gabriel Zardes
Engineer

Lyrics

Hit-Boy N-A-S Uh, yeah It get kinda hard to replace me (kinda hard to) So don't go lookin' for nobody else I was keeping my heart there on safety (heart there on) But now I'm letting it go until it ain't none left (yeah) You got a lot to lose, but it's all basic I'll probably ride the times to prevent a late text (I'll probably ride the times) I bet I'm living it up while so spacey (bet I'm living it up) You love to wine and dine, come be my lady, lady You can't replace me like a battery, you can't mistake 'em for Nasty You know my anatomy, you know my body is voodoo probably Kama Sutra, Mr. Oochie Wally She hit the woah, I'm in control, I'm in her soul Sugar daddy sometimes, no sugar coatin' one line when we talk But she thought she could've found a new guy That kid alright, but I'm her kryptonite, a different type Larenz and Nia Long, Love Jones, dippin' on the bike You growin' into a better woman, it's whatever, we thuggin' New Prada every season, 50 ball on the budget If it didn't occur (huh?), she for me, I'm for her (running) Only thing worse than being alone is wishin' you were It get kinda hard to replace me (kinda hard to) So don't go lookin' for nobody else (I'm one of one) I was keeping my heart there on safety (heart there on) But now I'm letting it go until it ain't none left (that part) You got a lot to lose, but it's all basic I'll probably ride the times to prevent a late text (I'll probably ride the times) I bet I'm living it up while so spacey (bet I'm living it up) You love to wine and dine, come be my lady (yeah), lady You talk a little sweet about me, a lot of sour I know that you believe in stars And just like stars, you know your words got a lot of power You know I'm good at reading you, I spent like ten thousand hours I musta bought you ten thousand flowers Ignore red flags and audibles I even bought your daughter clothes and your father clothes And I bought you diamonds even though I got a heart of gold And on your enemies, we rode, I go Picasso, Art of War We a different pedigree I did some foul shit across the line, you seen the petty me I never gave you infidelity or tried to wreck your credibility I'm not your ex, I'm your ecstasy Methamphetamines, ain't no better me, facts It get kinda hard to replace (kinda hard to, yeah) So don't go lookin' for nobody else (straight up) I was keeping my heart there on safety (that's right, heart there on) But now I'm letting it go until it ain't none left (you know I'm the one) You got a lot to lose, but it's all basic (haha) I'll probably ride the times to prevent a late text (I ride that) I bet I'm living it up while so spacey (bet I'm living it up, woah, woah) You love to wine and dine, come be my lady, lady (yeah) You know I'm just tryna do what I'm meant to do Teach and please you You know, never mistreat you and treat you You know how it goes It's that Don Life shit Sean Don Esco I got that New York walk I got that Detroit soul, you know Haha
Writer(s): Sean Anderson, Nasir Jones, Chauncey Hollis, Caleb Toliver, Sean Muhammad, Eric Choice Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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