The Way (feat. Chance The Rapper)

You so damn important

Everything you do shows me you know it

Behind it all you are the motive

Don't tell you enough, but, baby, I'll show it, show it

He say the king where he come from

Take a young queen just to know one

So, baby, I'ma drive it like it's stolen

I'ma fix it like it's broken

We could catch a flight out to London

Go to the mall, spend a lump sum

They could try to catch up to us

But they're too busy making assumptions

Boy, you know all I do (do, do)

Is stay up all night losing sleep over you (you)

All I do

Is drive myself crazy thinking 'bout my

It's the way you walk, the way you talk, babe

It's the way you love, the way you fuck, the way

It's the way you are, you're a star, babe

It's the way you, it's the way you

She said: I ain't even make my bed up

Watch your step, you gon' wake my mama and dad up

Sh, girl, didn't I tell you at the damn club?

We gon' wake your neighbors

Turn your block club to my fan club

And that happen so fast

Damn, I'm glad I strapped up

Ask her when she finish if she came

She said: I lapped ya twice, whoa

Run it back for the dub, rematch

Flip the crib when we fuck, RE/MAX

It get hot than a mug, glass cup

You can ask her if I fuck, she gassed, huh

I gotta keep it a secret, I keep a key in my lower pocket

Inside a register below the lower octave

Dirty laundry in my closet, they be strung out on the street

Left to dry with drawers, sheets and no deposit

But I don't gotta worry, put my hand on your mouth

Put my hands in your mouth, girl

We got plans at my house

You know the way up

It's the way you walk, the way you talk, babe

It's the way you love, the way you fuck, the way

It's the way you are, you're a star, babe

It's the way you, it's the way you

This thing we got is crazy

Only thing I know is you're my baby

Forever down, I am your lady

Always for sure, never a maybe

Never met someone who spoke my language

Never met a nigga done with playing

You the type of nigga make me lane switch

Hand me the brush and say: Paint it

Give me your heart and I hold it

Show me your soul and I'll mold it

Baby boy, you gotta be the dopest

Gotta be, to fuck with the coldest

Boy, you know all I do (do, do)

Is stay up all night losing sleep over you (you)

All I do

Is drive myself crazy thinking 'bout my baby

It's the way you walk, the way you talk, babe

It's the way you love, the way you fuck, the way

It's the way you are, you're a star, babe

It's the way you, it's the way you, oh