What's Next
 作词 : Aubrey Graham/Jonathan Demario Priester/Maneesh Bidaye
 作曲 : Aubrey Graham/Jonathan Demario Priester/Maneesh Bidaye
 Ayy, woah
 Ayy, ayy
 Yeah
 I'm makin' a change today
 The liquor been takin' the pain away
 I heard you was givin' your chain away
 That's kinda like givin' your fame away
 What's wrong with you?
 I sit in a box where the owners do
 A boss is a role that I've grown into
 I love you to death but I told you the truth
 I can't just be with you and only you
 Yeah, I got one, Virgil got one and that there is the only two
 Man, how many times have I shown improvement?
 How many nights I been (Woah)
 Swervin' them potholes, not tryna **** up the wheels on the road, okay
 Funny how life goes
 He thought he was sick, now he wipin' his nose, okay
 Soon as you give him your soul
 You blow up and they say you sellin' your soul, okay
 They want my life exposed, they wanna know about the highs and lows
 Well summer, all I did was rest, okay?
 And New Year's, all I did was stretch, okay?
 And Valentine's Day, I had sex, okay?
 We'll see what's 'bout to happen next
 Okay? Okay? Okay?
 We'll see what's 'bout to happen next
 Okay? Okay? Okay?
 We'll see what's 'bout to happen, ayy, ayy
 We'll see what's 'bout to happen, ayy
 We'll see what's 'bout to happen
 I'm makin' a change today
 The liquor been takin' the pain away
 I heard you was givin' your chain away
 That's kinda like givin' your fame away
 What's wrong with you?
 I sit in a box where the owners do
 A boss is a role that I've grown into
 I love you to death but I told you the truth
 I—
 Ayy, yeah
 I got one, lawyer got one and that there is the only two
 Man, how many times have I told you the truth?
 Man, how many nights I been (Woah)
 Swervin' them potholes, not tryna **** up the wheels or **** up the deals
 I'm posted in Stockholm, it's me, the owls and the twins, it's only the real
 I'm movin' way too humble
 Weezy had handed it off, I still got no fumbles
 I'm on the hot one hundo, numero uno
 This one ain't come with a bundle
 I'm in the Wynn, a million in chocolate chips
 And that's just how my cookie crumble
 I put a skirt on a whip and a crown on the six
 But there's no need to dress up the numbers
 Ayy, ayy, yeah
 But I guess they must have they reasons
 They wanna know how I'm livin' my day to day life in the regular season
 Well summer, all I did was rest, okay?
 And New Year's, all I did was stretch, okay?
 And Valentine's Day, I had sex, okay?
 We'll see what's 'bout to happen next
 Okay? Okay? Okay?
 We'll see what's 'bout to happen next
 Okay? Okay? Okay?
 We'll see what's 'bout to happen, ayy, ayy
 We'll see what's 'bout to happen, ayy
 We'll see what's 'bout to happen
 I'm makin' a change today
 The liquor been takin' the pain away
 I heard you was givin' your chain away
 That's kinda like givin' your fame away
 What's wrong with you?
 I sit in a box where the owners do
 A boss is a role that I've grown into
 I love you to death but I told you the truth
 I—