Under the Stars
You could sing along to sing along to my sweetest Tune
I know There's poison in the love you that you treat me to
I don't want the lust I wanna speak to you
I know with my lyrics I don't speak for two
Maybe I'm tripping
Your face I keep missing
I'm all out of patience like doctors no crippin
I ball like the piston
All out like it's pippen
She loving my accent
I love when she listens
Wanna place in my heart better come correct
Cuz I dont wanna play if you stay for sex
If we play for keeps them I play like becks
I'd rather take a date than make an ex
And make a mess
She take my stress
Away With a text
Rest in peace to triple X
Dying Young's a triple threat
Losing you could triple it
Last girl was evil chick
Triple 6 on her devil shit
Death threats n love letters shit
So I find it hard to let her in
2 AM I'm still in my feelings
I ain't nothing like these drugged up dealers
She's off the meds like stomp no filas
Fuck a snack she's a whole damn meal and
Show me the love and I'll give you my heart
Meet me tonight I'll be under the stars
I'll take you to the moon and Mars
The world can be ours
I want love and a couple of cars
You could sing along to sing along to my sweetest Tune
I know There's poison in the love you that you treat me to
I don't want the lust I wanna speak to you
I know with my lyrics I don't speak for two
I know There's poison in the love you that you treat me to
I don't want the lust I wanna speak to you
I know with my lyrics I don't speak for two
Maybe I'm tripping
Your face I keep missing
I'm all out of patience like doctors no crippin
I ball like the piston
All out like it's pippen
She loving my accent
I love when she listens
Wanna place in my heart better come correct
Cuz I dont wanna play if you stay for sex
If we play for keeps them I play like becks
I'd rather take a date than make an ex
And make a mess
She take my stress
Away With a text
Rest in peace to triple X
Dying Young's a triple threat
Losing you could triple it
Last girl was evil chick
Triple 6 on her devil shit
Death threats n love letters shit
So I find it hard to let her in
2 AM I'm still in my feelings
I ain't nothing like these drugged up dealers
She's off the meds like stomp no filas
Fuck a snack she's a whole damn meal and
Show me the love and I'll give you my heart
Meet me tonight I'll be under the stars
I'll take you to the moon and Mars
The world can be ours
I want love and a couple of cars
You could sing along to sing along to my sweetest Tune
I know There's poison in the love you that you treat me to
I don't want the lust I wanna speak to you
I know with my lyrics I don't speak for two
Credits
Writer(s): Rowand Newman
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