Without You

(álbum: Malibu - 2016)

[Hook Anderson.Paak:]
Yeah
All the kissing, attention, the biting, the tugging
You know I love what you do
You know I know you love what I do
And all the spitting, the cursing, the fighting and fussing
You know I'm only fucking with you
I bet you I was over-thinking
If I could, I'd take you everywhere
But you know I can't do nothing with you
You know I can't do nothing with you
And I never looked as good as I do, and it's the truth
No bullshit, I'm nothing without you

[Verse 1 Anderson.Paak:]
And I should take this heart and pawn it at the auction
I don't need it, I'm a slay this bitch and take ya shopping
Cause what good is any heart if it can break in pieces?
I would rather have no feelings, than crying and sobbing
When I met you, I was broke as the rope on the faucet
I had dreams that I would blow like a Nintendo Cartridge
I was hungry, I was dirty, I needed a shower
Since you found me, you clothed me, you packed me a sack lunch
Papa said, when I get older, get a girl like your momma
But I'm twenty years old and running out of options
How I'm supposed to trust ya?
Ain't you one of them ones trying to run up, pose for the perfect picture, load and post it?
Question: is you with me or not?
I'm from the city where they wear bikinis in the water drought
But I'm used to having cyclones blown in and out of my life
So it's no biggie if you need time to figure it out

[Hook Anderson.Paak:]
Yeah
All the kissing, attention, the biting, the tugging
You know I love what you do
You know I know you love what I do
And all the spitting, the cursing, the fighting and fussing
You know I'm only fucking with you
I bet you I was over-thinking
If I could, I'd take you everywhere
But you know I can't do nothing with you
You know I can't do nothing with you
And I never looked as good as I do, and it's the truth
No bullshit, I'm nothing without you

[Verse 2 Rapsody:]
You know you wrong, shit you out of pocket
Remember you was couch surfing, you ain't have a casa
And mi casa, I would buy you shoes from out the locker
And even though I heard around the town from all the gossip
Between they legs, and sliding limousines in garages
Heard your mama cheated on ya daddy, you just like her
Come-a-come around, remember what happened to Tiger
Game over, dead wrong, Biggie Wallace
I was the one you counted on before you stacked your wallets
Talking 'bout me, motherfucker you the one with problems
Haha, you played yourself for a photo, but you ain't know though
I only took from niggas trying to slide up in the DM
And show them I was happy with the nigga I was seeing
But you fucked up stupid, so I guess I'll go and see 'em
As you contemplate how to get me back like Liam
No fucking tonight, I'll be gone by the PM

[Hook Anderson.Paak:]
Yeah
All the kissing, attention, the biting, the tugging
You know I love what you do
You know I know you love what I do
And all the spitting, the cursing, the fighting and fussing
You know I'm only fucking with you
I bet you I was over-thinking
If I could, I'd take you everywhere
But you know I can't do nothing with you
You know I can't do nothing with you
And I never looked as good as I do, and it's the truth
No bullshit, I'm nothing without you

[Outro Nai Palm:]
Might not, get, might not, get any better
Might not, might not, get, might not, get any better
Might not, might not, get