TRULY YOURS

Lemme tell you why I need ya
I'm tryna feel ya in the back of the 5 seater
Back to back I'm tryna meek ya
Girl I hate when you go act like we not equal
Shorty I ain't leaving so get ready for the sequel

I just wanna lick you up
Shower you with gifts and such
Come over when I'm missin' ya
Truly yours don't mix it up
On you like I'm friskin' ya
Fuck them other bitches, I ain't risking us
Bae I'm truly yours don't you mix it up

Shorty you my favorite yup
Breakfast, lunch and dinner tryna see wassup
Glowin' like you neon, carpe diem, days I gotta pluck
You gotta know my DM full with bitches that I miss to fuck
I promise if you be there how you be there, ain't no slippin' up
No dropping off
Don't play that leaving shit baby just knock it off
You get in your bag for your own reasons that shit got me lost
All up in your feelings so ima call you soft
That mean that I'm ya man and as ya man, I'm supposed to get ya feelings raw
Sweatpants, hair-tied, chillin' with no makeup on
Between your legs where I belong, its gonna be a long night
Put you on a island, far away I'm talkin' long flight
You can't say you got me if you can't check me when I'm wrong right
Say we best friends, we do more than get along right
You where my stress ends, same one to make it max height
It'd make less sense if it wasn't at the right price
I had them other bitches, other bitches they was all hype

Lemme tell you why I need ya
I'm tryna feel ya in the back of the 5 seater
Back to back I'm tryna meek ya
Girl I hate when you go act like we not equal
Shorty I ain't leaving so get ready for the sequel

I just wanna lick you up
Shower you with gifts and such
Come over when I'm missin' ya
Truly yours don't mix it up
On you like I'm friskin' ya
Fuck them other bitches, I ain't risking us
Bae I'm truly yours don't you mix it up



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Writer(s): Jamal Peterson
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