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Used to wear my heart on my sleeve now its froze up
Only turn colder every time I show love
The hard-learned lesson, never trust no one
Young throwed nigga, muses running for the roses
Funny how forever can just turn in to a moment
Young Jay Allen, it's a lonely road chosen
Funny how they love you when hit potential glow up
Bunch of Choosey Lovers coming at ya when you're chosen... Yeah.
Bunch of Choosey Lovers, they're just waitin' on they moment
Made a way for you, 'fore the curtains start closing
She going thru my phone, keepin' tabs on me
Nike Tech running with a bag on me
Success got em digging up my past on me
Got em losing all the love they had for me
Gotta get a grip, gotta stay the course
Splashin' with the drip, feeling no remorse
Eyes on the prize got me thinking out the box
Latin muse with me like she jenny from the block
Heart on my sleeve turned bust down
Home-field advantage, scorin' touchdowns
VVS diamonds got em schemin', im alert
Maneuver with the stealthy, keep my face off a shirt
I know how to kill gossip, sippin' coffee with a smirk
Cut the phones off, cause it time to put in work
Getting out my feelings, puttin' my feelings in a verse
Sorrows in the cup, still trill with the purp, better know it
Remember when you doubted so I gotta prove you wrong
I took it as a challenge, now it's got me taking form
Knocked you off balance, puttin' truths in the song
Young Kieth Sweat, I knew it all along