time > flowers
Mhmmm
Mhmm
Mhmm
Us...
Mhmm
It's king
Our vibe
If i couldn't dig it; wouldn't give you my time
Don't switch up on me cause i'm not the loud type
I done seen it all
Even then i'm still fuckin with you
All in all, it's just not time
And it's like that
Ain't need for you to even try to fight
That
I feel like i gotta lot of shit on my back
When you read this letter can you write back?
Cause if you don't
You gone have a nigga trippin
You gone have me on a late night mission
Girl i swear to god i'm good with my intentions
I'm just not the open type due to all my history
Sometimes when i'm thinking i go to other dimensions
Like turning all this paper to profit with coefficients
So when im long gone my last name coexisting
(Back to you)
Girl i just cant buss' you down and diss it
I gotta
Make sure we not overthinking small shit
so at the end of the day we ain't got problems
Easier said than done, im a victim, Shit who the fuck am i to lie about it
We grown as fuck shawty get the wine bottle
Say what you need to say, gimmie yo logic
Shit, we slurring phrases
Back to the bedroom; run thru bases
Our vibe
If i couldn't dig it; wouldn't give you my time
Don't switch up on me cause i'm not the loud type
I done seen it all
Even then i'm still fuckin with you
All in all, it's just not time
And it's like that
Ain't need for you to even try to fight
That
I feel like i gotta lot of shit on my back
When you read this letter can you write back?
Cause if you don't
Pullin up (Skrrr, Skrrr)
Pullin up (Skrrr, Skrrr)
Princess shit but you rude as fuck
1 call, make a nigga pull the plug
If it is real, we on the run
Pullin up (Skrrr, Skrrr)
Pullin up (Skrrr, Skrrr)
Princess shit but you rude as fuck
1 call, make a nigga pull the plug
If it is real, we on the run
Our vibe
If i couldn't dig it; wouldn't give you my time
Don't switch up on me cause i'm not the loud type
I done seen it all
Even then i'm still fuckin with you
All in all, it's just not time
And it's like that
Ain't need for you to even try to fight
That
I feel like i gotta lot of shit on my back
When you read this letter can you write back?
Cause if you don't
(You gone have a nigga trippin)
(Yeah)
(You gone have a nigga trippin)
(Houston we have a problem)
(Houston we have a problem)
(It's king)
(You gone have a nigga trippin)
Mhmm
Mhmm
Us...
Mhmm
It's king
Our vibe
If i couldn't dig it; wouldn't give you my time
Don't switch up on me cause i'm not the loud type
I done seen it all
Even then i'm still fuckin with you
All in all, it's just not time
And it's like that
Ain't need for you to even try to fight
That
I feel like i gotta lot of shit on my back
When you read this letter can you write back?
Cause if you don't
You gone have a nigga trippin
You gone have me on a late night mission
Girl i swear to god i'm good with my intentions
I'm just not the open type due to all my history
Sometimes when i'm thinking i go to other dimensions
Like turning all this paper to profit with coefficients
So when im long gone my last name coexisting
(Back to you)
Girl i just cant buss' you down and diss it
I gotta
Make sure we not overthinking small shit
so at the end of the day we ain't got problems
Easier said than done, im a victim, Shit who the fuck am i to lie about it
We grown as fuck shawty get the wine bottle
Say what you need to say, gimmie yo logic
Shit, we slurring phrases
Back to the bedroom; run thru bases
Our vibe
If i couldn't dig it; wouldn't give you my time
Don't switch up on me cause i'm not the loud type
I done seen it all
Even then i'm still fuckin with you
All in all, it's just not time
And it's like that
Ain't need for you to even try to fight
That
I feel like i gotta lot of shit on my back
When you read this letter can you write back?
Cause if you don't
Pullin up (Skrrr, Skrrr)
Pullin up (Skrrr, Skrrr)
Princess shit but you rude as fuck
1 call, make a nigga pull the plug
If it is real, we on the run
Pullin up (Skrrr, Skrrr)
Pullin up (Skrrr, Skrrr)
Princess shit but you rude as fuck
1 call, make a nigga pull the plug
If it is real, we on the run
Our vibe
If i couldn't dig it; wouldn't give you my time
Don't switch up on me cause i'm not the loud type
I done seen it all
Even then i'm still fuckin with you
All in all, it's just not time
And it's like that
Ain't need for you to even try to fight
That
I feel like i gotta lot of shit on my back
When you read this letter can you write back?
Cause if you don't
(You gone have a nigga trippin)
(Yeah)
(You gone have a nigga trippin)
(Houston we have a problem)
(Houston we have a problem)
(It's king)
(You gone have a nigga trippin)
Credits
Writer(s): King "dj Eze"
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