The Way (feat. Chance the Rapper)

I still didn't believe
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 show it, show it
He say he the king where he come from
Takes a young queen just to know one
So baby, I'm a drive it like it's stolen
I'm a fix it like it's broken
We can catch a flight out to London
Go to the mall spend a lump sum
They can try to catch up to us
But they're too busy making assumptions
Boy, you know, all I do
Is stay up all night losin' sleep over you
All I do
Is drive myself crazy, thinkin' about my
It's the way you walk, the way you talk, babe (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's the way you love, the way you f**k, the way (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's the way you are, you're a star, babe (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's the way you, it's the way you are
She said I ain't even make my bed up
Watch your step, you gone wake my momma and dad up
Psh girl, didn't I tell you at the damn club?
We gone wake your neighbors
Turn your block club to my fan club
And it happened so fast
Damn, I'm glad I strapped up
Ask her when she finished, if she came
She said I lapped you twice, uh
Run it back for the door, rematch
Flip the crib when we f**k, rematch
It get hot then a mug, glass cup
You can ask her if I f**k, she gassed, uhh
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 draw sheets and no deposit
They don't gotta worry, put my hand on your mouth
Put my hands on 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 (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's the way you love, the way you f**k, the way (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's the way you are, you're a star, babe (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's the way you, it's the way you are
This thing we got is crazy
Only thing I know is you're my baby, eh, yeah
Forever down, I am your lady
Always for sure, never a maybe, eh, yeah, uh-uh
Never met someone who spoke my language
Never met a ni**a done with playin'
You the type of ni**a make me lane switch
Hand me the brush and say paint it
Give me your heart and I'll hold it
Show me your soul and I'll mold it
Baby boy, you gotta be the dopest
Gotta be to f**k with the coldest
Boy, you know, all I do
Is stay up all night losin' sleep over you
All I do
Is drive myself crazy, thinkin' about my baby, oh yeah
It's the way you walk, the way you talk, babe (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's the way you love, the way you f**k, the way (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's the way you are, you're a star, babe (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's the way you, it's the way you are