(Hit-Boy)
N-A-S
Uh, yeah

It get kinda hard to replace me
So ain't gon' lose before nobody else
I was keeping my heart there on safety
But now I'm letting it go until it end me
You got a lot to lose but it's all basic
I'll probably ride in times for better late texts
I bet I'm living it up, I'm so spacey (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 whoa, I make her trow, I'm in her soul
Sugar daddy sometimes, no sugar coatin' one line
But we talk, but she thought, she coulda found a new guy
That kid alright but I'm her Kryptonite, a different type
Larenz and Nia Long, Love Jones, dipping on the bike
You growin' into a better woman, it's whatever, we thuggin'
New product every season, fifty ball on the budget
If it didn't occur (huh) she's for me, I'm for her (running)
Only thing worse than being alone is wishin' you were

It get kinda hard to replace me
So ain't gon' lose before nobody else (I'm one of one)
I was keeping my heart there on safety
But now I'm letting it go until it end me (step up)
You got a lot to lose but it's all basic
I'll probably ride in times for better late texts
I bet I'm living it up, I'm so spacey (living it up)
You love to wine and dine, come be my lady, lady

Yeah, 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 all the bows
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 seem to petty me
I never gave you infidelity or tried to reck your credibility
I'm not your ex, I'm your ecstasy
Methamphetamines, ain't no better me, facts

It get kinda hard to replace me (yeah)
So ain't gon' lose before nobody else (straight up) (that's right)
I was keeping my heart there on safety
But now I'm letting it go until it end me (you know I'm the one)
You got a lot to lose but it's all basic
I'll probably ride in times for better late texts (I ride that)
I bet I'm living it up, I'm so spacey (living it up) (whoa, whoa)
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 you, 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 (hahaha)

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Writer(s): Caleb Toliver, Nasir Jones, Sean Anderson