Vultures - John Mayer

All eyes is on me Won't tell no lies, won't hold my tongue Don't cry for me (This Chicago, nigga) (I want some Juice) I don't have no rapper friends, I hang with the vultures Big ass toaster, hit you with it, flip it over Big ol' nigga, he's a big ol' goofy, Rudy Gobert Jump off in that lane, you gon' get put on a poster LaFerrari F8, Lamborghini Roadster I turn ten bricks into twelve, them birds had a growth spurt We gon' do some shoppin' later, I'ma need some throat first I just got some head in a Ghost, then I ghost her Yeah-yeah, outta here, your boyfriend a gopher I see him out with her and pretend like I don't know her I can't do no features with you, nigga, it's a "No, sir" Hardest nigga on Earth, I'm not really from Earth We don't dial 9-1-1, I let off that chrome first I put in my own work, better do your homework I can hear that money calling, I pick up the first ring What, you gon' charge that old man for that pussy? Girl, don't hurt me Iced out all my scammer hoes, boost all your insurance up Iced out all my ghetto hoes who turned into influencers Smurkio, fuck that bitch and leave, I don't care who she fuck Air shit out her closet, it's hot as hell, she got on Yeezy UGGS I got moes with me, Bump out the feds, mean I got foes with me You got goofies with you, before I do that, I keep some hoes with me Askin' for my gun when I'm in Cali', nigga, this your city Why you DM'in' my bitch actin' like we fuck? These hoes below-semi Street niggas want ramen, I don't like calamari Took her out that cheap shit, took her to Bvlgari Never tell her "Sorry", this car a Ferrari Off set with this Cuban link, you think she was Cardi (This Chicago, nigga, go) Three gang leaders with me, all times I don't know who I fucked last night, I got Alzheimer's I don't know who them hoes is, man, they all lyin' Brody, tell me who them hoes is, man, they all fine Runnin' hooligan, and we with the foolishness How I'm anti-Semitic? I just fucked a Jewish bitch I just fucked Scooter's bitch and we ran up like Olympics Got pregnant in the threesome, so whose baby is it? Whose baby is it? My niggas puttin' belt to ass, pull up with the switches This ain't Jimmy Butler but the heat got extensions This ain't Columbine, but we came in with the trenches She askin' me to aim for her neck, 'cause her boyfriend bought that necklace (With the trenches), Precious (with the trenches) Fuck it, I scratched another nigga woman up off my checklist (With the trenches) I've been livin' reckless I wish Takeoff wasn't there that night in Houston, Texas (With the trenches) Wish I could bring G.Ca$$o back, that was my best friend Boys, I need you to give me somethin' big, I'm talkin' 'bout dollar signs Skinny pants flow, tell the hoe "No, I don't wanna fuck" She can suck-suck-suck it, 'til she suck it dry California nigga with some European freaks Badass bitch from the Middle E-E-E-E-East wanna lick on me Stick on me, even though I got security Even though she got a man, she know he ain't as pure as me, seriously Soon as I get back, trading in my Urus for the Puro' keys Couple grey hairs up in my beard, that's showin' my maturity, yeah Ayy, shoutout to my symphony, 9th Ave, spaced out We did that shit so differently and brilliantly Dolla $ign, Iggy, and we both YG Fades in the backyard, no talking, take flight instantly Ayy Nate 3D, boot up my nigga, James Cool My nigga, that's drugs She snottin' that P out that D She want me to put some of this coke in her butt, ugh She Russian, I beat up the pussy for Ukraine Bought her a bag and I filled it with loose change Just like my exes, she told me that "You changed", yeah, yeah, yeah Dolla done rather be fuckin' it up Still screamin' "Free TC, Melly, and Thug" Fuck the police, the DA and the judge Way out in Saudi, I found me a plug Don't wanna go out, she'd rather do drugs Can't be my main if we met in the club Give me somethin', bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout dollar signs Look it here, hoe, I don't wanna fuck Here's a buck, but a buck, buck, buck I'm shootin', game to light that- Give me somethin', bitch, I'm talkin' 'bout dollar signs Look it here, hoe, I don't wanna fuck Here's a buck, but a buck, buck, buck I'm shootin', game to light that- Game to light that- Game to light that- Game to light that- Game to light that- Game to light that-

Te vi, me viste, al principio fue una broma Luego la verdad se asoma Intercambiamos sonrisas Pasó algún tiempo, poco menos de una hora Y por debajo de la mesa Tu tacón tocó mi bota Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana Después de eso nos veíamos casi a diario Nuestro amigo el calendario Nos dio 400 citas De tanto amarnos nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano Ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana, yeh-hey Pasando el tiempo, analizando la ruptura, la versión que tiene el lobo No es la de Caperucita De tanto amarnos, nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano, ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Seguramente pa la otra que nos veamos repitamos Lo de la primera cita, yeah, eh-eh-eh-eh Uh, mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh

Miras con tanta dulzura, hermosa criatura Tú mi bello ángel que cayó del cielo Soy un simple pobre diablo que corrió con suerte Que logró obtenerte por obra divina Pues en cada esquina te busqué Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Viniste a reconformarme, a rehabilitarme Tú mi bello ángel, yo estaba perdido Siento que después de ti yo soy otra persona Ya no me conozco, ¿qué paso conmigo? Por eso te digo que tú Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti

Compa ¿Qué le parece esa morra? La que anda bailando sola Me gusta pa' mí Bella Ella sabe que está buena Que todos andan mirándola cómo baila Me acerco Y le tiro todo un verbo Tomamos tragos sin peros solo tentación Le dije "Voy a conquistar tu familia" Que en unos días, vas a ser mía Me dijo Que estoy muy loco, pero le gusta Que ningún vato como yo actúa Ahí te va mija Y pura doble P viejo Así no más compa Pedro puro Eslabón Armado A las plebitas (cha-chau) No soy Un vato que tiene varo Pero hablando del corazón Te cumplo todo Me agarro Pegadito de su mano Mi compa ni se la creyó Que al pasar fui yo Su cuerpo Juro por Dios, que era tan perfecta Su cintura como modelo Sus ojos Desde el principio me enamoraron A ella le gusto Y a mí me gusta

I'm not awake I'm not alone You're right beside my face Will you love me this way? 'Cause I'm dancing with my eyes closed It's okay, it's me, babe One more time for my taste One more time for my taste See me fall from your eyes to your waist One more time for my taste Drink this wine from your sweet, from your case I feel your love, I feel your faith always You're not awake You're not alone I'm calling off that fragile case Oh, baby Are you dancing with your eyes closed? It's okay, it's me, babe One more time for my taste I'll lick your wounds I'll lay you down One more time for my taste See me fall from your eyes to your waist One more time for my taste Drink this wine from your sweet, from your case I feel your love, I feel your faith always See me fall from your eyes to your waist I feel your love, I feel your faith always One more time for my taste One more time for my... One more time for my... One more time for my... One more time for my home I'll lick your wounds I'll lay you down I'll lick your wounds I'll lay you down I'll lick your wounds I'll lay you down I'll lay you down

Look what this girl done did to me She done cut me off from a good, good love She told me that those days were gone Gone, gone Now I'm sitting here goin' half crazy 'Cause I know she still thinks about me, too And it ain't no way in hell That I can be just friends with you And I wish we never did it And I wish we never loved it And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you And now it ain't no way we can be friends The way it felt, no fakin' it Maybe we were movin' just a little too fast But what we've done, we can't take it back Back, back Now I'm sitting here halfway crazy 'Cause I know she still thinks about me too And it ain't no way in hell That I can be just friends with you Now I'm sitting here halfway crazy 'Cause I know she still thinks about me too And it ain't no way in hell That I can be just friends with you And I wish we never did it And I wish we never loved it And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you And now it ain't no way we can be friends Ain't no tellin' what we could've been Ain't no tellin' what we could've been, no And if I knew it end like this I never would've kissed ya 'Cause I fell in love with ya We never would've kicked it Girl, now everything's different I lost my only lover and my friend That's why I wish we never did it And I wish we never loved it And I wish I never fell so deep in love with you And now it ain't no way we can be friends

Through the Juno bush, you see her lips are miming Gwen Stefani The horizon takes a trip along her body Staring at the posters on your wall As they talk about my chances Boy, you're so tragic Your floor was damaged from months ago Where you dropped a hot comb dancing to neo-soul The trees are gold on your iPhone background Which is funny 'cause you cut down Like eight last spring for the view now How's it look, baby? How's it feel? Is it too much for you? Big fucking deal Me, me, me That's all we know Me, me, me That's all we know You might think you do But I bet you don't You might think you do But I bet you don't I heard you joined the peace corps Planting ferns and feeding the poor You're not so bad anymore Me, me, me That's all we know Me, me, me That's all we know You might think you do But I bet you don't You might think you do But I bet you don't