Kanye West, Ty Dolla $ign 530

Baby, uh Whoa, baby Who pick up when you call? Yeah, yeah, yeah 5:30, the car missin' No text backs or call misses I feel like we all victims, nights is gettin' long Drunk textin', I should not do Patrón I hop on the phone, turn the music up, got in my zone Drunk textin', I should probably sue Patrón Had to do wrong order to do you right, ah You gotta go through in 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'll leave again Problems too extra large to 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 drainin' and stop, it's all fatal 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 missin' No textin', just call missin' 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 who's heart first? Always just breaks mine Looking for blessings that God had 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 Patrón 5:30, the car missin' Emotions is all distant, no texts, just calls missin' We fight and you won't listen You right, we both trippin' Daddy didn't know Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ah, ooh-ooh, ooh 5:30, the car missin' Is this what you call distance? What's up in a glass prison? Dumped up for a last visit That does it, woah, hope that did it That gets it, no, that did it Mad with it, I thought that we had did it Everybody want too much of us, everybody except for us I don't know what's left of us, writing what's left of us Tryna write what's left of us, tryna write what's left of us Runnin' up nothin' else, wanna know what the writer does Everything they said it was, everything they read it was I don't know how bad it was, I don't know how I forget it does I don't know how I forget it does You know it was, you know it is, you know the kid You know we did and I know we did Know this, I'ma go with it, I'ma go with it and I go with it Don finna go with it, I throw within and we goin' in One phone for the whole list and goin' up with the thunder 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 in those songs, what it take, bitch Go listen to Lil Baby, go listen to Future, bitch Go soft, you don't think about your future, bitch Don't stop from the top, I'ma do with this Now think 'bout what I'm gonna do with this Got a lot, done a friend wrong, don't think this Can't fall from the top for you, fake bitch You don't really love Ye, go listen to Drake, bitch You don't wanna know what I'ma do to this Listen to Lil Baby, listen to Future, bitch Before somethin' for the temperament for a fugitive Before it's done and a one and I don't love hoes You don't love Ye, you love Moneybagg Yo I done signed it, where you sign it? What he bad for? What he mad for? You a fake bitch Don't listen to me, don't listen to you, go listen to Drake, bitch Listen to Lil Baby, go listen to Future, bitch But I'm another for your future, bitch And I hope your baby daddy was a fugitive And I hope you settle down when you lose the kids And I hope you think what you gonna do with this His last words were untrue This last text 'cause Patrón Did I say something dumb?