Letras
Maybe we can try some new shit
Like fuck ya old dude
This that new press
That nigga old news
I ain't tryna expose you
Tryna ease yo mind
Make you mine so I can hold you
Ain't tryna waste yo time
I'm tryna know you
Come and take a ride so I can show you how I live
If you wanna vibe then baby you gon love it here
Can't give you my all until you show me that it's real
I love so damn hard think this heart gon get me killed
Never played the side because I'm always in the field
You can have it all just stay down and keep it trill
I just wanna ball, we can be like Kobe and Shaquille
If we fall then it's all on me
Wonder why they callin me
Barely got space they make it hard to breathe
Fightin demons that explains these scars on me
I might be in my feelings but this rod on me
You have reached the voicemail box of 225
Hey I know it's been a while
And I know I've said this to you before
But I'm really done with this nigga this time
Like for real
I'm ready for something different, something new
But I need you to call me back
Please call me back I need to see you
I can't believe you let him stress you
Come over cry all on my shoulder that's the best move
Leave on them red bottoms I'll come undress you
Lay on that bed clear yo head let me caress you
I can set the mood for the night
Do what we do it ain't no rules for you tonight
What you wanna do lets take a cruise or catch a flight
I know you like that
I see that smile don't fight that
No cappin I don't like hats
So Ima hit you right back