Unfinished Business
Don't nobody know your body like I do
I fucked some shit up now I gotta pay my dues
Never thought you'd be the one that I would lose
My heart is beat up
Girl, you left it black and blue
Now Imma pour up (Drank)
Might have to roll up (Dank)
She say Imma blow up (Dang)
Then tell me to grow up (Games)
We fight like we soldiers (Shots)
Love like we supposed to (Not)
Heart getting colder
I hate getting older
Don't nobody know your body like I do
I fucked some shit up now I gotta pay my dues
Never thought that I would be here missing you
Never thought that I would be here missing you
Cross my mind, girl you are so divine
Give me no time
Why I think you divine
Don't nobody know your body like I do
Don't nobody know your body like I do
Like I do
(Shala la la, shala la la, shala la la)
Get you in the mood
(Shala la la, shala la la, shala la la)
'Cause I know
You're so cold
You act like you're alone
Sit by me on your throne
I'm waiting by the phone
Now Imma pour up
Might have to roll up
She say Imma blow up
Then tell me to grow up
We fight like we soldiers
Love like we supposed to
Heart getting colder
I hate getting older
Don't nobody know your body like I do
I fucked some shit up now I gotta pay my dues
Never thought that I would be here missing you
Never thought that I would be here missing you
I fucked some shit up now I gotta pay my dues
Never thought you'd be the one that I would lose
My heart is beat up
Girl, you left it black and blue
Now Imma pour up (Drank)
Might have to roll up (Dank)
She say Imma blow up (Dang)
Then tell me to grow up (Games)
We fight like we soldiers (Shots)
Love like we supposed to (Not)
Heart getting colder
I hate getting older
Don't nobody know your body like I do
I fucked some shit up now I gotta pay my dues
Never thought that I would be here missing you
Never thought that I would be here missing you
Cross my mind, girl you are so divine
Give me no time
Why I think you divine
Don't nobody know your body like I do
Don't nobody know your body like I do
Like I do
(Shala la la, shala la la, shala la la)
Get you in the mood
(Shala la la, shala la la, shala la la)
'Cause I know
You're so cold
You act like you're alone
Sit by me on your throne
I'm waiting by the phone
Now Imma pour up
Might have to roll up
She say Imma blow up
Then tell me to grow up
We fight like we soldiers
Love like we supposed to
Heart getting colder
I hate getting older
Don't nobody know your body like I do
I fucked some shit up now I gotta pay my dues
Never thought that I would be here missing you
Never thought that I would be here missing you
Credits
Writer(s): Chase Pittman
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