Tuff Love

I ain't gon front girl
You looking like the one i would flaunt
Devil in Dior, gorgeous know how to stunt
Yeah i'm high but ain't no excuse that i use to be blunt
& i ain't choosin' in conclusion you the one that i want

She had the right complexion
Tattoos behind diamond necklace
The way that thang sit
It's like she been eating rice from Texas
Look so edible
Like you could have it twice for breakfast
Lil feisty so she ain't the one u wanna mess wit

I had this chic that all she ever did was tell me lies
Like i spoke another language
Man i needed signs
Blinded by the love
I couldn't read between the lines
Thought i was the only one
But there was others on the side

That's tough love nigga
But you Mateo you can't stress on what it was nigga
Hate to see you down so let me know wassup witcha
Cuz even at ya lowest
Man you know i roll one up witcha
Call the homies get some bottles
Hit the club witcha

She'll still be on my mind
Like i had Jorja Smith on repeat
For the hundredth time
& ever since i would be careful with this love of mine
"Tuff Love"



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Taylor
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