5:30, the car missing
No text backs or call missing′s
I feel like we all victims
Nights is getting long
Drunk textin' I should not do Patron
I hop on the phone, turn the music up
Got in my zone
Drunk texting, I should probably sue Patron
Had to do wrong order to do you right
You gotta go through it order to give advice
It′s the price of the litty nights
I know the liquor hittin'
Why when somebody break your heart, it help fix your vision?
If you fall in love with a demon or a diva
Pray your soulmate got a soul when you meet her
The crystal ball couldn't tell me if they would leave again
Problems so extra-large they share with a medium
We fight not for flesh and blood on this level
And devil′s advocate is advocatin′ for the Devil
And love is all draining to stop
It's all fading
We used to be secretive, but now it′s all blatant
It's all just lost, ain′t it?
Watchin' it all cave in
We the topic of conversation
5:30, the car missing
No texting, just call-missing
We fight and you won′t listen
You right, we both trippin'
It's game time, matter fact, it′s Ye time
The past year been a strange time
Visitations on FaceTime
And who gon′ break whose heart first?
Always just breaks mine
Lookin' for blessings that God′ll hand me
I'm tryna just raise the family
Somebody should raise the nanny
I′m tryna leave you alone
But that last text was courtesy of Patron
5:30, the car missing
The motions is all distant
No texts just call-missing
We fight and you won't listen
You right, we both trippin′
And I don't know
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh, oooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
5:30, the car missing
Is this what you call distance?
Want some from the glass prison
Da-da for our last visit
That does it, woah
Well, that did it
Dad gets it, uh
That did it
Mad with it
If thunna, we had did it
Everybody want too much of us
Everybody except for us
I don't know what′s left of us
Writing wha-na nothin′ thus
Tryna write what's left of us
Tryna right what′s left of us
Wanna know the nothin' else
Wanna know?
The Reddit does
Everything they said it was
Everything they bet it was
I don′t know, I bet it was
I don't know, forget it does
I don′t know, forget it does
You know it was, you know it is
You know the kid
You know we did, da na ho with this
Know with this, Imma go with this
Imma throw it in, and I go with it
The finna go it in, and I throw it in
Let me go in it
Humfuff, from a whole land
And I don't know enough, with a thumb
And I can't take it
I can′t take it
You a fake bitch
You don′t really love Ye, go listen to Drake, bitch
You don't live it, don′t saw what it take, bitch
Go listen to Lil Baby, go listen to Future, bitch
Go some, you don't think about your future, bitch
Don′t some, funna thun, if I don't new with this
Da-da, now I′ll thunna go to do with this
Pair of lamp, do not think don't fake taste
Can't fun funna done for you fake bitch
You don′t really love Ye, go listen to Drake, bitch
You don′t da da wunna wanna future, bitch
Listen to Lil Baby, listen to Future, bitch
Both some without a time before a fugitive
Wunna thunna, dunna dunna and I don't love hoes
You don′t love Ye, you love Moneybagg Yo
I don't sign up where you sign up, what it bad for?
What he mad for?
You a fake bitch
Don′t listen to me, you don't da-
Go listen to Drake, bitch
Listen to Lil Baby, go listen to Future, bitch
But if Imma nut a da na for your future, bitch
And I hope your baby daddy was a fugitive
And I hope you sound that dan um when you lose again
And I hope you-
I don′t wanna do with this
These last ones for Patron
This last text 'cause Patron
The last stance so they don't
Know I bet on fake dough
Writer(s): Kanye West, Tyrone William Griffin, Evan Peter Mast
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