Feb 14th
Hoody on
Future on
Red bottoms
Double cup
Roses petals
Up in the sheets
This ain't no valentines record
I can't come in second
This track's for the streets
Hearts made from diamonds
That just ain't my method
I can't come in second
I'm just moving forward
Gon break every record
A king onna mission
Ain't no substitutions for real
This is my February 14
Call up my bro's we gon eat
Walk to the store
Give a fuck if I'm lit
Might just hit a lick man for real
Spark up a blunt
Yes I will
Don't hit my line
That's no deal
Can't come in second
I'm just moving forward
Ain't no substitutions
For real
Heart so cold in my double cup
Ain't 21 but I fuck you up
Puff puff puff ion pass it on
Heart so cold Imma put it in my double cup
Young Black King I can do it all
No going off
But I'm showin up
Call up my dawgs
We gon turn it up
Put me in da spot
Best believe I won't Fuck it up
This is my time so I'm showing up
Step in da club
Know we going off
Started from nothing
Ian showing off
Mirror mirror on da wall
Yes I can do it all
Jealousy that's beneath me
Many fail tryna be me
Do my ting like I'm riri
Imma young king
Best believe Imma be me
This is my February 14
Call up my bro's we gon eat
Walk to the store
Give a fuck if I'm lit
Might just hit a lick man for real
Spark up a blunt
Yes I will
Don't hit my line
That's no deal
Can't come in second
I'm just moving forward
Ain't no substitutions
For real
Hoody on
Future on
Mask on
Mask off
Do my ting
I just must
Let it rip
Let it bust
Fuck niggas
I don't trust
Hoody on
In my zone
Tunnel vision
When I move
Young King
Cannot lose
Hate me
You gon lose
This my time
Imma shine
Hoody on
Future on
Red bottoms
Double cup
Roses petals
Up in the sheets
This ain't no valentines record
I can't come in second
This track's for the streets
Hearts made from diamonds
That just ain't my method
I can't come in second
I'm just moving forward
Gon break every record
A king onna mission
Ain't no substitutions for real
This is my February 14
Call up my bro's we gon eat
Walk to the store
Give a fuck if I'm lit
Might just hit a lick man for real
Spark up a blunt
Yes I will
Don't hit my line
That's no deal
Can't come in second
I'm just moving forward
Ain't no substitutions
For real
Future on
Red bottoms
Double cup
Roses petals
Up in the sheets
This ain't no valentines record
I can't come in second
This track's for the streets
Hearts made from diamonds
That just ain't my method
I can't come in second
I'm just moving forward
Gon break every record
A king onna mission
Ain't no substitutions for real
This is my February 14
Call up my bro's we gon eat
Walk to the store
Give a fuck if I'm lit
Might just hit a lick man for real
Spark up a blunt
Yes I will
Don't hit my line
That's no deal
Can't come in second
I'm just moving forward
Ain't no substitutions
For real
Heart so cold in my double cup
Ain't 21 but I fuck you up
Puff puff puff ion pass it on
Heart so cold Imma put it in my double cup
Young Black King I can do it all
No going off
But I'm showin up
Call up my dawgs
We gon turn it up
Put me in da spot
Best believe I won't Fuck it up
This is my time so I'm showing up
Step in da club
Know we going off
Started from nothing
Ian showing off
Mirror mirror on da wall
Yes I can do it all
Jealousy that's beneath me
Many fail tryna be me
Do my ting like I'm riri
Imma young king
Best believe Imma be me
This is my February 14
Call up my bro's we gon eat
Walk to the store
Give a fuck if I'm lit
Might just hit a lick man for real
Spark up a blunt
Yes I will
Don't hit my line
That's no deal
Can't come in second
I'm just moving forward
Ain't no substitutions
For real
Hoody on
Future on
Mask on
Mask off
Do my ting
I just must
Let it rip
Let it bust
Fuck niggas
I don't trust
Hoody on
In my zone
Tunnel vision
When I move
Young King
Cannot lose
Hate me
You gon lose
This my time
Imma shine
Hoody on
Future on
Red bottoms
Double cup
Roses petals
Up in the sheets
This ain't no valentines record
I can't come in second
This track's for the streets
Hearts made from diamonds
That just ain't my method
I can't come in second
I'm just moving forward
Gon break every record
A king onna mission
Ain't no substitutions for real
This is my February 14
Call up my bro's we gon eat
Walk to the store
Give a fuck if I'm lit
Might just hit a lick man for real
Spark up a blunt
Yes I will
Don't hit my line
That's no deal
Can't come in second
I'm just moving forward
Ain't no substitutions
For real
Credits
Writer(s): Olu Afolabi
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