Oh wow ain't it crazy how we got here
Just a couple months ago
I was sending you texts and I used to leave a Rose by your door step,
You gotta hand it to me, I had composure
You used to tell me about so and so
But I never saw them as a threat
It's just the beginning but I feel our anniversary coming
You didn't follow any petty trends like hot girl summer
Cause you know that lead to pregnant girl winter
Men are trash and you know you avoided single mother spring
Yeah I drink to that
I know you different because I know girls that are never home for Christmas
They always somebody else's gift
I speak it in cursive so it come out smooth it really is
Back on Kloof street we took selfies
Smiled and gave each other what our hearts need
The boy the don that's me I finally met the girl of my dreams
I used to send you the link to down to meet
Like if I didn't get the chance now
Then maybe I would at a meet and greet
Akuna matata for my booting as you sip pinacolada
I say thank you obrigada, cause I would've had nada
Now it's dinner for two, chicken espitada
We thank God and we say grace before we eat
Cause before I met you I used to pray that I meet someone that's right for me
Oh how they doubted the boy, a plot against me, no weapon shall proposer
Most girls are only bad on social media in real life they don't make the roster
I feel like I got the through ball from hazard it's 2015 and I'm Diego Costa
Most rappers are talking about money
I used to ride that wave till I got money and it started talking for me
Could've dropped out to do music but I promised my mother a college degree
A wise man once said the enemy keeps its eyes peeled, so who are you to sleep
Oh how dedicated evil forces are
Premeditated and it's always sub par
Had to be like a DJ so I raised the bar
Had to perfect the flow till it got part of my DNA
Now I'm with the girl of my dreams
She can't wait till we get alone
So you already know there's Always PDA
Niggas that talk the most always think the least
Consider their words and it's hardly what it seems
You talk a lot shit chances are when you look in the mirror that's all you see
Wolves in sheep's clothing bound to discuss others and candle holding
On my path to greatness I always saw a girl but back then she was faceless
Then I met you and I completed the vision
Check the atmosphere there's always too much love emission
Stay single or let my guard down, 4 months ago I had to make a decision
Couldn't be in this place and looking back like I'm reminiscing
The doctor's orders well followed and all I had to do was put you on my prescription
Some times you gotta see with your ears to find the ones really sneak dissing
A lot of people scared to shoot their shot
Confidence incarcerated
Let yourself grow you gotta leave your mental prison
It's BooTape one and this outtro has niggas wondering if I'm a rapper or a singer
Or If I'm trynna remake Bryson Tiller
The game is shambles all your grates lost their screws and let go of their handles
That's beside the point I'm happy I found the girl of my dreams
And I didn't need a Bottles of Moët to have her come my way
I know I got an ex that's trynna find all my old I love you texts
So she can post it go about finding clout so she can say that she knew me
But there's hardly any award for a girl that once blew me
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Oh wow ain't it crazy how we got here
Just a couple months ago
I was sending you texts and I used to leave a Rose by your door step,
You gotta hand it to me, I had composure
You used to tell me about so and so
But I never saw them as a threat
It's just the beginning but I feel our anniversary coming
You didn't follow any petty trends like hot girl summer
Cause you know that lead to pregnant girl winter
Men are trash and you know you avoided single mother spring
Yeah I drink to that
I know you different because I know girls that are never home for Christmas
They always somebody else's gift
I speak it in cursive so it come out smooth it really is
Back on Kloof street we took selfies
Smiled and gave each other what our hearts need
The boy the don that's me I finally met the girl of my dreams
I used to send you the link to down to meet
Like if I didn't get the chance now
Then maybe I would at a meet and greet
Akuna matata for my booting as you sip pinacolada
I say thank you obrigada, cause I would've had nada
Now it's dinner for two, chicken espitada
We thank God and we say grace before we eat
Cause before I met you I used to pray that I meet someone that's right for me
Oh how they doubted the boy, a plot against me, no weapon shall proposer
Most girls are only bad on social media in real life they don't make the roster
I feel like I got the through ball from hazard it's 2015 and I'm Diego Costa
Most rappers are talking about money
I used to ride that wave till I got money and it started talking for me
Could've dropped out to do music but I promised my mother a college degree
A wise man once said the enemy keeps its eyes peeled, so who are you to sleep
Oh how dedicated evil forces are
Premeditated and it's always sub par
Had to be like a DJ so I raised the bar
Had to perfect the flow till it got part of my DNA
Now I'm with the girl of my dreams
She can't wait till we get alone
So you already know there's Always PDA
Niggas that talk the most always think the least
Consider their words and it's hardly what it seems
You talk a lot shit chances are when you look in the mirror that's all you see
Wolves in sheep's clothing bound to discuss others and candle holding
On my path to greatness I always saw a girl but back then she was faceless
Then I met you and I completed the vision
Check the atmosphere there's always too much love emission
Stay single or let my guard down, 4 months ago I had to make a decision
Couldn't be in this place and looking back like I'm reminiscing
The doctor's orders well followed and all I had to do was put you on my prescription
Some times you gotta see with your ears to find the ones really sneak dissing
A lot of people scared to shoot their shot
Confidence incarcerated
Let yourself grow you gotta leave your mental prison
It's BooTape one and this outtro has niggas wondering if I'm a rapper or a singer
Or If I'm trynna remake Bryson Tiller
The game is shambles all your grates lost their screws and let go of their handles
That's beside the point I'm happy I found the girl of my dreams
And I didn't need a Bottles of Moët to have her come my way
I know I got an ex that's trynna find all my old I love you texts
So she can post it go about finding clout so she can say that she knew me
But there's hardly any award for a girl that once blew me
Just a couple months ago
I was sending you texts and I used to leave a Rose by your door step,
You gotta hand it to me, I had composure
You used to tell me about so and so
But I never saw them as a threat
It's just the beginning but I feel our anniversary coming
You didn't follow any petty trends like hot girl summer
Cause you know that lead to pregnant girl winter
Men are trash and you know you avoided single mother spring
Yeah I drink to that
I know you different because I know girls that are never home for Christmas
They always somebody else's gift
I speak it in cursive so it come out smooth it really is
Back on Kloof street we took selfies
Smiled and gave each other what our hearts need
The boy the don that's me I finally met the girl of my dreams
I used to send you the link to down to meet
Like if I didn't get the chance now
Then maybe I would at a meet and greet
Akuna matata for my booting as you sip pinacolada
I say thank you obrigada, cause I would've had nada
Now it's dinner for two, chicken espitada
We thank God and we say grace before we eat
Cause before I met you I used to pray that I meet someone that's right for me
Oh how they doubted the boy, a plot against me, no weapon shall proposer
Most girls are only bad on social media in real life they don't make the roster
I feel like I got the through ball from hazard it's 2015 and I'm Diego Costa
Most rappers are talking about money
I used to ride that wave till I got money and it started talking for me
Could've dropped out to do music but I promised my mother a college degree
A wise man once said the enemy keeps its eyes peeled, so who are you to sleep
Oh how dedicated evil forces are
Premeditated and it's always sub par
Had to be like a DJ so I raised the bar
Had to perfect the flow till it got part of my DNA
Now I'm with the girl of my dreams
She can't wait till we get alone
So you already know there's Always PDA
Niggas that talk the most always think the least
Consider their words and it's hardly what it seems
You talk a lot shit chances are when you look in the mirror that's all you see
Wolves in sheep's clothing bound to discuss others and candle holding
On my path to greatness I always saw a girl but back then she was faceless
Then I met you and I completed the vision
Check the atmosphere there's always too much love emission
Stay single or let my guard down, 4 months ago I had to make a decision
Couldn't be in this place and looking back like I'm reminiscing
The doctor's orders well followed and all I had to do was put you on my prescription
Some times you gotta see with your ears to find the ones really sneak dissing
A lot of people scared to shoot their shot
Confidence incarcerated
Let yourself grow you gotta leave your mental prison
It's BooTape one and this outtro has niggas wondering if I'm a rapper or a singer
Or If I'm trynna remake Bryson Tiller
The game is shambles all your grates lost their screws and let go of their handles
That's beside the point I'm happy I found the girl of my dreams
And I didn't need a Bottles of Moët to have her come my way
I know I got an ex that's trynna find all my old I love you texts
So she can post it go about finding clout so she can say that she knew me
But there's hardly any award for a girl that once blew me
Writer: Christopher Mawere
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid