Hours In Silence Song Lyrics by 21 Savage and Drake
Leave your phone, come to mineYou’ll catch a hand in due timeI think, think that ICould fuck the idea of him outta your mindYou said he rap, he ain’t signed, that ain’t a good signChange your mind, good conversation and some rosé wineUnless there’s some other things you gotta mindYou’re my baby, ayy, ayyThe smoke got me talkin’ in DutchA pill in Ibiza, so what?She leanin’ on me, I’m her crutchShe creamin’ on me, I’m her crushHer photos don’t need a retouchShe askin’ why haven’t I nutI didn’t know we in a rushEnjoyin’ the moment, so hushMy album was payin’ her billsI don’t even need a deluxeHer stomach is flat as fuckShe still fit that shit in her gut somehowThe fat must’ve went in her butt somehowI don’t even ask her what’s upShe sayin’ that shit is naturalDon’t care if she makin’ it upI never put you in no Uber, girlI’m always gon’ send you a truckI’m always gon’ keep it a buckYou give me that shit and I’m stuck
.30 on my waist‘Cause a lotta broke niggas ’round the way ridin’ ’round townAnd they lookin’ for my faceGotta pray to God above you, girl, you know that Savage love youAnd I hope that you feel the sameTryna be the one for you, but my nickname trueAnd I hope that I can changeGirl, you know that Savage love you, girl, you know that Savage love you
Gotta turn my bitch up, turn my bitch upTurn my bitch up, turn my bitch upTurn my bitch up, turn my bitch upTurn my bitch up, turn my-Know I gotta turn my bitch up, turn my bih, T-TTurn my bih, T-T, turn my bihGotta turn my bitch up, turn my- (ayy)
I gotta stop goin’ Van Cleef, condo, third weekI like it, but I’m too geeked, tryna turn you upI gotta stop goin’ Lenci’, Rollie, first weekYou’re misreadin’ me, I’m too geeked, tryna turn you upYou were lost until meI didn’t get no finder’s feeYou’re actin’ like a bride-to-beBehind closed doors, slimin’ meFriends are all advisin’ meSayin’ I could die tryna turn you upThere’s three sides to this story, girlThe one you subtweetThe one your group chat gets to readThe one you come and tell to meI understand it finallyI’m tryna give you highs and you’re plannin’ our goodbyesBut I turn you upIt’s my faultBurnin’ cash like it’s lit on firePenthouse and some new attireI fulfilled all of your desiresYou don’t work, but you act retired‘Cause you know that you’re mine and it’s my faultIt’s my fault, it’s my fault, for once I take accountabilityIt’s my fault that you got superpowers on your kneesIt’s my fault for once, don’t keep you grounded on your feetIt’s my fault for once, I drain accounts to make you love meIt’s my fault for once, it’s one-sided loyaltyMy fault for once, I’m payin’ lawyer feesDoin’ things just to set you free, see you breatheIt’s my fault for once, I got the Wagon, GGot you ridin’ ’round with niggas that are nothin’ like meIt’s my fault for once, that’s how you make it seemIt’s my fault, it’s my fault
You were lost until meYou were lost until me, mm-mm, mhm-mmYou were lost until me
My confidence is super lowBaby M, you know I got a heart of goldYou pawned that shit and hit the road, babyFor goodness sakes, at this rateYour funeral is finna have like ten caskets on displayOne for you, the other nine for everything you’re takin’ to the graveYou don’t play, you don’t, you don’t, you don’t, youYou don’t play no gamesThere’s three things I learned from love for freeOnly thing really worth chasin’ is a dreamPeople don’t know we play roles on screenMessy, started gettin’ trendy, gotta keep it cleanYou know I keep it cleanClean as I canAll weapons formed against me gotta jamBrought you ’round the dawgs, treat you like the fam’Shoulda been a wham, bam, thank you ma’amKnow you got my confidence on saleCase you wanna feel better ’bout yourself
You were lost until meYou were lost until me