Whyyy Freestyle

Every time we go up

You decide there's no us

Every time we go up

You decide there's no us

I spend my days on the road

I miss the nights you hit my phone

I'm just tryna link up

I just wanna you make you mine

You want me leave you alone I guess

I wanted you for you soul

But you was tryna hit your quota

I hope you run it up

I hope you build you an army

But I won't ever be your soldier

Let em fall in line

I bet they gone in no time

They'll be bleeding with their heart in pieces

While you steady making up your mind

I'll commit a crime

If someone try to take what's mine

But f ya feelings baby

I'ma leave you better

Safe you save it for the time line

We fuss, we fight all week

I call, you slide on me girl

God only knows why

We fuss, and we fight all week

I call, you slide on me girl

God only knows why

Don't hit my phone, I'm on the way

you want that vibe, that Sean and Jhene

But say you not ready, that's petty

We won't be alive in 2088

Don't hit my phone, I'm on the way

you want that vibe, that Sean and Jhene

But say you not ready, that's petty

We won't be alive in 2088

I feel you indecisive

You tell me you want me I don't think I really got it

Look how I'm shopping

And it's testing my patience

Moscato after all our relations

I wanna touch base after all our arrangements

First thing I'm letting out is my thoughts

Second I'm taking it all off that you dressed in

Then sending you home if this go in the wrong direction

Wait, I must've stole third girl my fault

A nigga try to steal your heart get caught

So who am I to really come and ask for your blessings

Got me circling diamonds like I'm looking for Dymon

Our sun set, the only thing I ever caught her eyes in

I gave you a date don't ask if I'm dropping

Fuck pills that pussy the only thing that you dropping

I get hate so I'm popping

Don't you ever pop in

I got options, I can't lie

I can't help that I'm great

Name hold a little weight 8 ball corner pocket

I wanted you for you soul

But you was tryna hit your quota

I hope you run it up

I hope you build you an army

But I won't ever be your soldier

Let em fall in line

I bet they gone in no time

They'll be bleeding with their heart in pieces

While you steady making up your mind

I'll commit a crime

If someone try to take what's mine

But f ya feelings baby

I'ma leave you better

Safe you save it for the time line