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Come Through
by Chris Brown
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Almost missed my flight today
I look good even though I feel shitty
I just got back out this way
You already got plans for the city
Call 'em off, could you call 'em off for me?
You're always going on and on
Got it all, ask me why I'll never leave
I don't go out much
But you should come through tonight
I'm chilling on the Westside, boo
Call my homegirl, tell your best friend he could slide too
On the low, a remote location
I don't want them seeing me getting faded
You should come through tonight
I only kick it with a tight crew
They won't tell 'cause they tryna live they best life too
On the low, on my own, I'll be wavy
Hit me on my phone, I'll be waiting
Yeah, yeah
Looking at you cry, going crazy
If I could, I would take the pain away
I don't see that smile I made
You already made plans that ain't with me
Trying hard, I been trying hard to breathe
Inhale, exhale, you expel what you been doing to me
Fighting it off, you been fighting me off for weeks
Don't leave 'cause I need ya
But you should come through tonight
I'm chilling on the Westside, boo
Call my homegirl, tell your best friend he could slide too
On the low, a remote location
I don't want them seeing me getting faded
You should come through tonight (yeah)
I only kick it with a tight crew (yeah, ay)
They won't tell 'cause they tryna live they best life too (no)
On the low, on my own, I'll be wavy (yeah)
Hit me on my phone, I'll be waiting
Yeah, yeah
I ain't really tryna spend no time (I don't)
In the house, if you ask me how I'm feeling
I said yes to going out tonight
Oh I ain't did that in a minute
Called it off, oh, I called it off for you
You're always going on and on
Ask me why, oh, why I'm not with you
I don't go out much
But you should come through tonight (yeah)
I'm chilling on the Westside, boo (Westside)
Call my homegirl, tell your best friend he could slide too (best, oh)
On the low, a remote location
I don't want them seeing me getting faded
You should come through tonight
I only kick it with a tight crew
They won't tell 'cause they tryna live they best life too (they won't)
On the low, on my own, I'll be wavy
Hit me on my phone, I'll be waiting (yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Faded, uh
Hit me on my phone, I'll be waiting, waiting
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Hit me on my phone, hit me on my phone, yeah
Ooh, I'll be waiting, yeah
Hitting me, alone, oh yeah, yeah
Give me a call, oh yeah, yeah
Give me a call, yeah
Almost missed my flight today
I look good even though I feel shitty
I just got back out this way
You already got plans for the city
Call 'em off, could you call 'em off for me?
You're always going on and on
Got it all, ask me why I'll never leave
I don't go out much
But you should come through tonight
I'm chilling on the Westside, boo
Call my homegirl, tell your best friend he could slide too
On the low, a remote location
I don't want them seeing me getting faded
You should come through tonight
I only kick it with a tight crew
They won't tell 'cause they tryna live they best life too
On the low, on my own, I'll be wavy
Hit me on my phone, I'll be waiting
Yeah, yeah
Looking at you cry, going crazy
If I could, I would take the pain away
I don't see that smile I made
You already made plans that ain't with me
Trying hard, I been trying hard to breathe
Inhale, exhale, you expel what you been doing to me
Fighting it off, you been fighting me off for weeks
Don't leave 'cause I need ya
But you should come through tonight
I'm chilling on the Westside, boo
Call my homegirl, tell your best friend he could slide too
On the low, a remote location
I don't want them seeing me getting faded
You should come through tonight (yeah)
I only kick it with a tight crew (yeah, ay)
They won't tell 'cause they tryna live they best life too (no)
On the low, on my own, I'll be wavy (yeah)
Hit me on my phone, I'll be waiting
Yeah, yeah
I ain't really tryna spend no time (I don't)
In the house, if you ask me how I'm feeling
I said yes to going out tonight
Oh I ain't did that in a minute
Called it off, oh, I called it off for you
You're always going on and on
Ask me why, oh, why I'm not with you
I don't go out much
But you should come through tonight (yeah)
I'm chilling on the Westside, boo (Westside)
Call my homegirl, tell your best friend he could slide too (best, oh)
On the low, a remote location
I don't want them seeing me getting faded
You should come through tonight
I only kick it with a tight crew
They won't tell 'cause they tryna live they best life too (they won't)
On the low, on my own, I'll be wavy
Hit me on my phone, I'll be waiting (yeah)
Yeah, yeah
Faded, uh
Hit me on my phone, I'll be waiting, waiting
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Hit me on my phone, hit me on my phone, yeah
Ooh, I'll be waiting, yeah
Hitting me, alone, oh yeah, yeah
Give me a call, oh yeah, yeah
Give me a call, yeah
