Moon Talk

Used to be the one
Used to be my homie
All these other girls ain't got nothing for me
You was with the kid when I had no money
Used to show me love
You ain't want shit from me
In the club I been l late night thuggin
It's a little baddie tryna dance on me
Been a minute since ya boy felt something
Thinking bout the days you was stuck on me

Thoughts in my head wrap around like I'm Tupac
Trust you ain't gon hear me beg bitch I'm too hot
El got you scratchin ya head when my chunes pop
When Ima fall on my head when the moon drop
Gas a nigga up crazy
I might soon pop
Shawty used to be my baby
Make the room stop
Shit that she on super loud like a boom box
Talkin to God but we feel when the moon talk

This is me you dealing with
We both off that feeling shit
I can see you killin it
You know I'm still paranoid
Certain thoughts I can't avoid
All on me I made my choice
All these hoes I feel like Floyd

Used to be the one
Used to be my homie
All these other girls ain't got nothing for me
You was with the kid when I had no money
Used to show me love
You ain't want shit from me
In the club I been l late night thuggin
It's a little baddie tryna dance on me
Been a minute since ya boy felt something
Thinking bout the days you was stuck on me

Thoughts in my head swim around like they Nemo
Caught up with hoes drugs and drank but I need more
Might fuck around catch an Uber to EO
Might wild out like I'm Bam or I'm Steve O
Hell yeah I'm straight just been smoking and drinking
Heard bout the kid
My fault wasn't thinking
Is what it is no point in us linking
Is what it is but it still got me sinking

This must be that love shit
When it's good we love it
Right now damn I hate it
Still want you and I need to stop it
Said ya name made them change the topic
Ain't shit changed
Mad hoes in pocket
For the right one on God I drop it
1942 tell that girl she can pop it

Used to be the one
Used to be my homie
All these other girls ain't got nothing for me
You was with the kid when I had no money
Used to show me love
You ain't want shit from me
In the club I been l late night thuggin
It's a little baddie tryna dance on me
Been a minute since ya boy felt something
Thinking bout the days you was stuck on me

Thoughts in my head wrap around like I'm Tupac
Trust you ain't gon hear me beg bitch I'm too hot
El got you scratchin ya head when my chunes pop
When Ima fall on my head when the moon drop
Gas a nigga up crazy
I might soon pop
Shawty used to be my baby
Make the room stop
Shit that she on super loud like a boom box
Talkin to God but we feel when the moon talk

Look at all these women
Thinking bout the time I don't feel like spending
Too fucked up
Need to see my baby
I been sipping Jack
I've been talkin crazy
I been in the club they can see I'm tweakin
Monday night had to work all weekend
Don't feel the same when we late night creepin
Can't drop my pride so we still ain't speaking



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Writer(s): Darius Ennin
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