EMOTIONS
You been runnin' on my mind
All the fuckin' time boy
But baby
Yeah you crossed the fuckin' line
I'm through fuckin' you
Look, it's like I don't get it damn
One minute you here then you all up in it
Boy tell me what the lick read
You not what I need, but I want you
So boy why you playin
Untiled connection, temporary affection
D so good got me stressin
You runnin' up the plays
But I'm callin' all the shots
Ima tell you what it is
Then you show me what you not
Mmm... yeah
Then you show me what you not
All you do is play in my phone
In ya feelings talkin' in your tone
Persuading nothing real, just a role
And I'm here just receiving like a toll
Feelings can't contract, I don't know
But both of us don't wanna go
That's fasho
And I'm on ya mind cus I prove it the best
I'm lookin' up at you like an S on ya chest
You been runnin' on my mind
All the fuckin' time boy
But baby
Yeah you crossed the fuckin' line
I'm through fuckin' you
Look, actions speak louder than words
So I'm yellin'
Coming down the block smoking loud
And you can smell it
I'll put you in your place lil daddy
Call me mommy
And you doing all them things that you do
Ain't gon stop me
Better treat me like a Queen that I am
Nothing tops me
Better praise ya black Queen if you a King
Nothing tops me
And if it ain't a ring, it's ya word
Do me properly, Do me properly
Matter of fact
Let me back it up for you
I got ahead
Now I'm showing too much love to you
I got your head floating bigger than a blimp
Yeah it wasn't supposed to be like this, ugh
You hit me up first
Then I said what it is
Then you told me what I'm worth
Then I gave you the biz
Should've known lies first
So you could get it in
Same ol shit nigga
Told you, gettin' left in the past on me
Now you hit me up like ma what you mean
I told you I can't do this
It's not what it seems
I'm on my next life
Yeah I'm gone
Baby D
Why you wanna fuck with me
Why the fuck you always showin' tough love to me
You the nigga and you kept coming back
Not for the fuck
But your feelings were off track
And I was circling too I back tracked
But hell naw I don't need it like that
This ain't the life, I'm the biz
And now it's wack
I'll blow the dice
Shake it twice
Hit 11
You been runnin' on my mind
All the fuckin' time boy
But baby
Yeah you crossed the fuckin' line
I'm through fuckin' you
Bae... all I wanna do is get right
I see you out
We lock eyes
Lookin' flight
Topnotch
But Ima keep it pushin' like I know how
Cus ain't no more feelins what I know now
Fly lil bitch hold the show down
I was blocking my blessings
New nigga, no lessons
My angles his best
And the island we landed
Then blast off some cannons
Na no second handed
You won't understand it
The vibes yeah he hands it
It's kinda romantic
Bae, bae, mmm
Baby, you been runnin' on my mind
Fuckin' you
All the fuckin' time boy
Fuckin' you oo
All the fuckin' time boy
Bae, bae, bae, baby
You been runnin' on my mind
Fuckin' you
All the fuckin' time boy
Fuckin' you oo
All the fuckin' time boy, time boy, time boy
All the fuckin' time boy
But baby
Yeah you crossed the fuckin' line
I'm through fuckin' you
Look, it's like I don't get it damn
One minute you here then you all up in it
Boy tell me what the lick read
You not what I need, but I want you
So boy why you playin
Untiled connection, temporary affection
D so good got me stressin
You runnin' up the plays
But I'm callin' all the shots
Ima tell you what it is
Then you show me what you not
Mmm... yeah
Then you show me what you not
All you do is play in my phone
In ya feelings talkin' in your tone
Persuading nothing real, just a role
And I'm here just receiving like a toll
Feelings can't contract, I don't know
But both of us don't wanna go
That's fasho
And I'm on ya mind cus I prove it the best
I'm lookin' up at you like an S on ya chest
You been runnin' on my mind
All the fuckin' time boy
But baby
Yeah you crossed the fuckin' line
I'm through fuckin' you
Look, actions speak louder than words
So I'm yellin'
Coming down the block smoking loud
And you can smell it
I'll put you in your place lil daddy
Call me mommy
And you doing all them things that you do
Ain't gon stop me
Better treat me like a Queen that I am
Nothing tops me
Better praise ya black Queen if you a King
Nothing tops me
And if it ain't a ring, it's ya word
Do me properly, Do me properly
Matter of fact
Let me back it up for you
I got ahead
Now I'm showing too much love to you
I got your head floating bigger than a blimp
Yeah it wasn't supposed to be like this, ugh
You hit me up first
Then I said what it is
Then you told me what I'm worth
Then I gave you the biz
Should've known lies first
So you could get it in
Same ol shit nigga
Told you, gettin' left in the past on me
Now you hit me up like ma what you mean
I told you I can't do this
It's not what it seems
I'm on my next life
Yeah I'm gone
Baby D
Why you wanna fuck with me
Why the fuck you always showin' tough love to me
You the nigga and you kept coming back
Not for the fuck
But your feelings were off track
And I was circling too I back tracked
But hell naw I don't need it like that
This ain't the life, I'm the biz
And now it's wack
I'll blow the dice
Shake it twice
Hit 11
You been runnin' on my mind
All the fuckin' time boy
But baby
Yeah you crossed the fuckin' line
I'm through fuckin' you
Bae... all I wanna do is get right
I see you out
We lock eyes
Lookin' flight
Topnotch
But Ima keep it pushin' like I know how
Cus ain't no more feelins what I know now
Fly lil bitch hold the show down
I was blocking my blessings
New nigga, no lessons
My angles his best
And the island we landed
Then blast off some cannons
Na no second handed
You won't understand it
The vibes yeah he hands it
It's kinda romantic
Bae, bae, mmm
Baby, you been runnin' on my mind
Fuckin' you
All the fuckin' time boy
Fuckin' you oo
All the fuckin' time boy
Bae, bae, bae, baby
You been runnin' on my mind
Fuckin' you
All the fuckin' time boy
Fuckin' you oo
All the fuckin' time boy, time boy, time boy
Credits
Writer(s): Dior Anderson
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