3005

[Chorus] No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side 'Til 3005, hol' up [Verse 1] Okay, hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago Crew at my house and we party every weekend, so On the radio, that's my favorite song Make me bounce around like I don't know, like I won't be here long Now the thrill is gone, got no patience, 'cause I'm not a doctor Girl, why is you lying? Girl, why you Mufasa? Yeah, mi casa su casa, got it stripping like Gaza Got so high off volcanoes, now the flow is so lava Yeah, we spit that saliva, iPhone got message from Viber Either the head is so hydra, or we let bygones be bygones "My God, you pay for your friends?" I'll take that as a compliment Got a house full of homies, why I feel so the opposite? Incompetent ain't the half of it Saturdays we're Young Lavish-ing Saddest shit, is I'm bad as it Beans they took from the cabinet (Woah) Sorry, I'm just scared of the future 'Til 3005, I got your back, we can do this, hol' up [Chorus] No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side 'Til 3005, hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up) No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side 'Til 3005, hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up) [Verse 2] I used to care what people thought, but now I care more I mean, nobody out here's got it figured out So, therefore, I've lost all hope of a happy ending Depending on whether or not it's worth it So insecure, no one's perfect We spend it with no shame, we blow that like Coltrane We in here like Rogaine, or leave it like Cobain And when I'm long gone, whole crew sing a swan song 'Cause we all just ticking time bombs Got a Lambo like LeBron's mom And no matter where all of my friends go Emily, Fam, and Lorenzo All of them people my kinfolk, at least I think so Can't tell 'Cause when them checks clear, they're not here 'Cause they don't care It's kinda sad, but I'm laughing, whatever happens Assassins, I'm stabbed in the back of my cabin Labrador yapping, I'm glad that it happened, I mean it Between us, I think there's something special And if I lose my mental, just hold my hand Even if you don't understand, hol' up [Chorus] No matter what you say or what you do (No, no) When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you (You and me) Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side 'Til 3005, hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up No matter what you say or what you do When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side 'Til 3005, hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up), hol' up (Hol' up) Hol' up (Hol' up) [Post-Chorus] Hol' up, hol' up Hol' up, hol' up Hol' up, hol' up Hol' up, hol' up [Outro] Na—na—na, na—na—na—na—na We did it! Yay! Nigga, you so thirsty [Produced by Childish Gambino, Ludwig Göransson, & Stefan Ponce]