Wish I meant more to you
You prolly more than thru
Wit a nigga
So why it feel foreign to?
Hit your line
When the drinks start pouring thru
I feel fine
Til the time hits morning you,
Gotta stop saying shit you don't mean
Put ya pride down baby focus on me
I ain't that nigga, never played that team
All I ever wanted was the matching Rollie's
I ain't never been a codeine sipper or a cocaine sniffer
Only thing To pop was all in my city
I was getting down wit a couple flings back from the town, till The sound made the pussy come plenty
Know you love to start shit,
F*cking wit the art shit,
Mess around and touch me a mutha f*ckin Milli
Know as soon as March hit,
Pulling out the park wit
Something wit a couple doors, sitting so silly
Love way you look in them fashionova jeans
You don't wanna talk
What f*ck that's suppose to mean?
Shell get soft when you call and under me
I'll take a loss, give it' all, I'm one to be,
A lil pessimistic, locked down 3am, chilling man I miss when, coffee in the morning get it going, and the distance,
Never was problem, if I'm honest, I be trippen, long flights home, goodbyes, and yours kisses