Thug Love
Flower pedals lit candles you know the memo
Just giving you little something know that you can handle
Do or die might as well call it thug love
Riding out til the end homie show nuff
I don't catch feelings, I catch reality
We only in this if you ain't in shit sporadically
My spirit's immortality's mortality is god in me
Time and space couldn't add your love that only haunting me
I am the spirit that can feel your heart inside of me
Confusing even Confucius knew its no possibility for me
To fall in love with a.cat like you
Something bout your grind that turns my light on top of you
Let's get it on we on that Marvin man whats going on
I'm tryna love you til the death bae you know its on
Orchestrating in my temple with the strings attached
Dancing on me like the devil on his last snack
I couldn't picture being black mona lisa
Til you colored my beauty for your eyes for the prize
The moments real
You hit the lotto I'm a milli let's get to the motto
If you believe, I'm like SZA Let me be your model
Flower pedals lit candles you know the memo
Just giving you little something know that you can handle
Do or die might as well call it thug love
Riding out til the end homie show nuff
Flower pedals lit candles you know the memo
Just giving you little something know that you can handle
Do or die might as well call it thug love
Riding out til the end homie show nuff
Just giving you little something know that you can handle
Do or die might as well call it thug love
Riding out til the end homie show nuff
I don't catch feelings, I catch reality
We only in this if you ain't in shit sporadically
My spirit's immortality's mortality is god in me
Time and space couldn't add your love that only haunting me
I am the spirit that can feel your heart inside of me
Confusing even Confucius knew its no possibility for me
To fall in love with a.cat like you
Something bout your grind that turns my light on top of you
Let's get it on we on that Marvin man whats going on
I'm tryna love you til the death bae you know its on
Orchestrating in my temple with the strings attached
Dancing on me like the devil on his last snack
I couldn't picture being black mona lisa
Til you colored my beauty for your eyes for the prize
The moments real
You hit the lotto I'm a milli let's get to the motto
If you believe, I'm like SZA Let me be your model
Flower pedals lit candles you know the memo
Just giving you little something know that you can handle
Do or die might as well call it thug love
Riding out til the end homie show nuff
Flower pedals lit candles you know the memo
Just giving you little something know that you can handle
Do or die might as well call it thug love
Riding out til the end homie show nuff
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Writer(s): Elise Perez
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