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Bumping on that 808 Your parents swear they hated me I'll switch it to a 36 That 36, that fade away Fade away, that fade away Kobe with the fade away I'll throw it back to '88 Them Jordans, that 23 23, now I'm the boss I ain't ever lost Going down the road for my own cost My own cost My own cost Baby, don't be stressin' 'Cause I don't wanna get lost Do you really need it? I believe it What you want I got to give it Do you need it 'Cause I want it Without that I'm not leavin' I'm twisted, I'm falling Trip like it's acid But no drugs I don't need Got no prescriptions I'm failing, I saw it Coming from miles away If you're not about it Then we are torn today And I don't want (I don't want) Nobody (Nobody) And I don't need (I don't need) Nobody Nobody But you But you Bumpin' on that 808 Cruisin' on the highway Feelin' so nostalgic That throwback, back in the day Back in the day, those beach days That summer, that summer You on my side In nice weather I don't need no news All I need is you I'd rather go broke than to pay my dues 45 that 45 15 to midnight Watchin' and listenin' Pitch black, alright I need it, I need it I am addicted But no intervention 'Cause I would deny it Like Zion a lion Lyin' 'bout feelings Fucked up so I can Just go and hide it I'm sitting in the studio With Tullio Just tryna get to you, baby With song so fucking dope That I'm tryna get to you, baby And I don't want (I don't want) Nobody (Nobody) And I don't need (I don't need) Nobody Nobody But you But you But you No longer got my 808's Fucked up, the ground shakes Upstate New York Chicago to L.A. Ball out, ball out Did it just for two I'm savin' this money but will spend it for you Getting fixed for the fist-four-five Post up at least till nine Got my huggy, my buddy My druggie, my own mind My own mind, my alright Speakin' up my own rhyme Down on my luck And it seems that it's all time Then I see a light at the end of the tunnel I ain't wading, somebody just pass me a paddle Paddle up, paddle upstream, upstream Stream this, groove this, listen, groove this My sides are hurtin' from all this workin' Workin' like Shabba, Shabba like somethin' Somethin' like One Drop, One Drop that Reggae Connected like Bluetooth, Bluetooth like Hands-free And I don't want (I don't want) Nobody (Nobody) And I don't need (I don't need) Nobody Nobody But you But you But you But you Bumpin' on that 808 That 808 That 36 That fade away That fade away That fade away That fade away That fade away