Letras
Damn lil Fckbwoy man, you know that I be killin' shit
Ohh
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I know that love is hard to find
But I wanna know what's on your mind
God took his time
I saw the signs
Gotta make you mine
Baby, I'm not perfect but I can try
My heart broke and I won't lie
Don't make sense to cry
Look up at the sky And I pray our love don't die
I'm pray about how shit go
Had a fallout with a hoe
Got some feelings for another ho
Can't forget when I was broke
Still I'm Mr. Pop Out make a show
It's, I wasn't groovy
I'm knowin' she could lose me
I'm Mr. Pop, make a movie
I'm Mr. Pop, I'm for the go
A couple names, she get to call me
Twenty racks, stuffed, and it's on
All my old friends, they was phony
I'm not in this shit for nothin, Can't trust at the top it get lonely
I been in this shit by myself I don't know if the bro be the homie
I still don't know
If you just the one for me
I think you something I like, but I'm cool for one night, I ain't givin' up shit for free
I know the play, you could call it, I'm in for the next one
I make my moves, it's the best one
Face card good, ain't no need for me check none
I made my play, I'ma get it
Pussy feel good when I'm in it
Ain't no need front, I'm the littest
Trip bout a bitch? I'ma trip over digits
Spinnin' all night bright like a fidget, how many hoes coming with me?
We out to Houston, no Whitney
Pay no mind, I won't let bitches get me
I know that love is hard to find
But I wanna know what's on your mind
God took his time
I saw the signs
Gotta make you mine
Baby, I'm not perfect, but I can try
My heart broken, I won't lie
Don't make sense to cry
Look up at the sky