[Hook: Jemyle Jones]
Would you give me all of your love in exchange for me?
Cause' I don't want to hear it's too late for me to say sorry

[Verse 1: Jemyle Jones]
Now here's where you're right I can do it on my own babe
I've been getting cash lately
But I can count it by myself
Okay now wait
Yeah maybe that's a lie, but only half the time if you knew
Trust me most the things that I do
Came out of inspiration in you
I think of the times you were here right by my side
Girl you know I, still have you stuck in my mind
You've been the fuel to my grind
Picture me signed, living the life I designed
Demand and supply, selling world wide
If you get a message from me, you better reply
Girl you know I... I...
Care for you...
Wanna be there for you...
Wha!

[Hook: Jemlye Jones]
Would you give me all of your love in exchange for me?
Cause' I don't want to hear it's too late for me to say sorry

[Verse 2: Bryson Tiller]
For real shawty
Yeah I know
Yeah, is you at 2 Keys or Tin Roof?
Turn up with young Tiller, we just getting loose
Maybe, I'm low key feelin' you, don't be cynical
Won't fuck you over, wanna fuck you over
Then again the truth Is I ain't really here to start problems
Girl I swear to God them, hoes can't never say they got him
Know how bad you wanna tell 'em "Don't try him"
I don't wanna tell him, let's surprise him
I don't wanna get into it, why you stressin' them, I've been drivin'
Back and fourth, from Louisville to Lexington, mileage
On the whip, got your ass on my grip, college
Make you wanna strip for them dollars
Nah girl I got a job for you
Swear to God I can do a lot for you
Saw you strollin' through the campus, I had to stop for you
I was scrollin' through the 'gram, girl, I had to follow you
Say wassup witchu?

....You got my soul