1942

Do I love do I want her back
Said 1942 might admit to that
Said it wasn't in my plans only if I lapse
Said I'm tryna hold my stance tired of going back
Cause shawty don't got love
Said she been chasing niggas but she tryna switch the plot
Can't back up
Said you running out of time in my mind (No)

1942 might just get to you
Gucci's on the sofa
When I count these blues
See it on your face you
Enjoy the view
Ask her how are you
Como talle vu
Speak a different language
Just to get to you and
Ima bend the rules tryna make my move yeah
Ima explain to you
I need something new
Ask me how you do
Como tale vu

May menage a trois then be gone tommorow
Faded off alcohol but this the last call
Wishing on a star shawdy get to pulling straws
Living with no laws and forgot who you are
But just like the seasons dont change i know you still the same
Cause that first flame the one that always gone remeain
Tried show you some authentic feelings and luxury living
Rather be out of your mind or stuck apprehensive
I suppose
Just Take one shot of this 42 and come on right up out them clothes
Tryna set aside some time for you cause i know you been alone
All them late nights in the studio could you wait for me at home
Can you do this on your own
Or you with me right or wrong
Not the kind you string along
Could put you on like rolling stones
Still greatest catch youve known
Thats from evidence youve shown
I stayed persistent cause this sentimental
Ik Sometimes i menace
But its incedental girl

1942 might just get to you
Gucci's on the sofa
When I count these blues
See it on your face you
Enjoy the view
Ask her how are you
Como talle vu
Speak a different language
Just to get to you and
Ima bend the rules tryna make my move yeah
Ima explain to you
I need something new
Ask me how you do
Como tale vu

Wonder how I knew
Girl I know your moves
I know who you want
Who you pick n choose
Never kept it fair
You don't play the rules
Had to watch heart
Try to keep it cool

Cause you plotting on them same niggas since day 1
Said you was waiting 3 years watch that day come
Yeah I was holding you back
From having your way huh
Yeah you coulda just told me n be a1

Now the truth coming out
I done locked in on your focus
Knowing what you all about
I'm just tryna clear some things
When I'm gone bitch I'm out
Threw away my old heart
Then I took that scenic route
Really tryna clear my head
I ain't tryna end up dead
Drowning in them fake emotions n them feelings I was fed
Had a sit-down with reverend
He said son just stack your bread
Always keep your people fed
And focus on them deads (Yeah)

1942 might just get to you
Gucci's on the sofa
When I count these blues
See it on your face you
Enjoy the view
Ask her how are you
Como talle vu
Speak a different language
Just to get to you and
Ima bend the rules tryna make my move yeah
Ima explain to you
I need something new
Ask me how you do
Como tale vu



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Writer(s): Aaron Floyd
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