Lyrics:
falling for you do we call it love
Girl it's been a while I just a need a minute
I hope this is working
You gotta be certain
Get picture perfect
Cause I've
What if I just know what you
Like and it feels right? Then it's over with
What if I don't call you back
Prove you right
And all this last just one night?
wife
(Last what?)
Chill down, I’m just messin’ witcha
Talk about my ex
Ain’t got a text
I just wanna know why
You let me by myself
Put me back on ya
wife
(Last what?)
Chill down, I’m just messin’ witcha
Talk about my ex
Ain’t got a text
I just wanna know why
You let me by myself
Put me back on ya
wife
(Last what?)
Chill down, I'm just messin' witcha
Talk about my ex
cin't got a text
I just wanna know why
You let me by myself
Put me back on ya
someone catch it
People say that old Drake, we startin' to miss it
But they need to be a little more specific
Man is this what y'all want? In my best
don't even know what I like
I just know they don't love me, I need to hold me a wife
So I can settle down and focus in life
Or I'm gonna die alone in
attack swing and axe let 'em know what bys are at
Won't be ignored don't push snore or were knocking at your door
Ain't no mummers tonight just the boys
move 'cause they want them to
And I'm tricked to think what I saw them do
Was my own move in this game of chess?
When it's really them who is playing us
Always hated how you smiled
Glad I found God again
Reminded me what this is bout'
Don't dim the light you bring
It's all you have
So please
Be patient
And bought you two fat dildos just to kill time
The fact that I'm... on the other side of this glass
I realize... just exactly what a nigga had
You stayed
another one
Just another one on the list
Know these other niggas on ya wrist
They nothing to tell
While I'm waiting on your call to the crib
By the vibe I
another one
Just another one on the list
Know these other niggas on ya wrist They nothing to tell
While I'm waiting on your call to the crib
[VERSE 1]
By
another one
Just another one on the list
Know these other niggas on ya wrist They nothing to tell
While I'm waiting on your call to the crib
[VERSE 1]
By
one
Just another one on the list
Know these other.. on ya wrist
They nothing to tell
While I'm waiting on your call to the crib
By the vibe I don't
relieve some of this spite right
Too busy tryna flex on
You should've stopped by
Held on to what you held on
Orginally
And them call girls come off
nigga we call a bitch
I thought I was heartless shit
I wasn’t just burnt out from all this shit
Uh
From the hood so we suffer in silence
If she eager we
in this world no
I'm dead already
Can never live in heaven when I live in hell
I'm living in hell'
Hi my name is Alex and I'm a drug addict name
getting recognized
Mr Mike is by my side Dizzy in a prison
Miracles within him
Working on an album just to show him how I've risen
It's like I've been
this mask ain't bout halloween
Mans got dat fries just call for the jerk
Imma bill this vibe like I bill this skud I ain't carving a pumpkin I'm
do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday
This is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies say
I said "Bae, it's a snack," he said it's a entrée
And everything I peeped, can't just unsee
Sips tea, and it's unsweet
Respect bad gyal when mi done speak
Now he shooting his shot like drive-by
Why you had
No solider but I got troops
A whole bunch goons on the roof
They gon' shoot
Cut the top off the head, just like a coupe
What you wanna do? we can
I don't mean to hurt nobody that I love, I just seem to
When I feel the universe pull me deeper, and deeper
I just seek my truth, Lord have mercy
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