Letter To You 2

Yeah

It's bout time

Oh i don't know why you hate me mami
Moments ago you was standing by me
Oh on a low we was getting high
(We was getting high yeah)

My ride or die you was riding on me
No valentine gimme that good love
So antisocial we not socializing
You got that ass on fleek yeah

I'm paper chasing and i'm getting money
A thousand miles and i'm still running
Your heart is cold and my neck is sunny
You wasn't meant for me yeah

I got to think about the old times
I realized that i was wasting time
A lot of shit be running through my mind
Now i'm outta my mind yeah

No couple goals, I got a couple hoes
In my circle we only keeping a couple bros
On the road to success we faced a couple foes
But it's time to get that bread so we don't tip toes

Oh i don't know why you hate me mami
Moments ago you was standing by me
Oh on a low we was getting high
(We was getting high yeah)

My ride or die you was riding on me
No valentine gimme that good love
So antisocial we not socializing
You got that ass on fleek yeah

Got me a Fendi bag, some Louis Vuitton and Saint Laurent Jeans
I do not like these hoes, can't fuck with bitches that's outta my league
Never been here before, i got me a plate it's time that i eat
Up and i'm pushing a P
Hand on my neck cannot breathe

Got me a Fendi bag, some Louis Vuitton and Saint Laurent Jeans
I do not like these hoes, can't fuck with bitches that's outta my league
Never been here before, i got me a plate it's time that i eat
Up and i'm pushing a P
Hand on my neck cannot breathe

Oh i don't know why you hate me mami
Moments ago you was standing by me
Oh on a low we was getting high
(We was getting high yeah)

My ride or die you was riding on me
No valentine gimme that good love
So antisocial we not socializing
You got that ass on fleek yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Precious Debo
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