Music : André Wollrabe/Brian Imanuel/Rook Monroe
I cannot fall for your antics
Shut the blinds man these ******* make me anxious
She numb me now then she hurt me like my dentist
It’s something ‘bout way you smile it dull my senses
Couple years I ain’t seen outside for you
I’m not flashy I could dim my light for you
I can’t put you in the wrong but my trust, sucks
I just want you to myself is it ****** up?
I can’t change this hold that you have on me
I’ll thank you for memories eventually
Seasons change and still I can’t forget you girl (no no)
And all the pretty fools can never fill your shoes
You can live inside my peace that’s fine with me
If I could make ya mine
I’ll tell you much obliged
Flower patterns on the rug
I see the light from up above
She kissin’ on my neck because she love the way I see the world
I don’t care how much I love you don’t give me no hickies
Twenty-four my pockets lookin’ like I’m in my 50s
Ballin’ off that pension on my grandma
Make my mama smile when I’m around make sure she can’t cry
***** you twenty-nine why you still lookin’ for attention
Want the fade then you gon’ catch it
Stay the **** out of my section
Stay the **** out of my-
Took a breath
She said when you think I’m gonna see you next
Since what happened in New York I think I haven’t slept
You hit me for them backshots man half these ******* faker than the Universal backlot
Seasons change and still I can’t forget you girl (no no)
And all the pretty fools can never fill your shoes
You can live inside my peace that’s fine with me
If I could make ya mine
I’ll tell you much obliged