Catch the Sun
I ain't got diamonds in my chains baby
But I promise I pressure
And I ain't nothing like ya pass things
Baby let a real one bless ya
Jus like a tutor baby ima teach you lessons
Gotchu on my phone sending heart eye messages
I'm like what's up baby
What You really wanna do
Why you keep on playing games
This ain't no blues clues
Pull out that stick ima slide for you
Hop in the whip ima ride for you
Just promise you'll never switch sides on me
Baby you know I gotchu
I ain't gon lie too you
They say they fuck wit you but they really in disguise
Smile in my face but I see hate in ya eyes
Had to cut them off got tired of the lies
These nigga talk down (Yeah) it's not a surprise
Going thru a lot made a nigga traumatized
All in my feelings like I'm posted outside
Tryna move on but I'm stuck with emotions
Dozing on drugs I'm like fuck being sober
They doubted me so now ima show them
Standing in the dark now a nigga glowing
(Yeah yeah)
I ain't got diamonds in my chains baby
But I promise I pressure
And I ain't nothing like ya pass things
Baby let a real one bless ya
But I promise I pressure
And I ain't nothing like ya pass things
Baby let a real one bless ya
Jus like a tutor baby ima teach you lessons
Gotchu on my phone sending heart eye messages
I'm like what's up baby
What You really wanna do
Why you keep on playing games
This ain't no blues clues
Pull out that stick ima slide for you
Hop in the whip ima ride for you
Just promise you'll never switch sides on me
Baby you know I gotchu
I ain't gon lie too you
They say they fuck wit you but they really in disguise
Smile in my face but I see hate in ya eyes
Had to cut them off got tired of the lies
These nigga talk down (Yeah) it's not a surprise
Going thru a lot made a nigga traumatized
All in my feelings like I'm posted outside
Tryna move on but I'm stuck with emotions
Dozing on drugs I'm like fuck being sober
They doubted me so now ima show them
Standing in the dark now a nigga glowing
(Yeah yeah)
I ain't got diamonds in my chains baby
But I promise I pressure
And I ain't nothing like ya pass things
Baby let a real one bless ya
Credits
Writer(s): Carolanda Byone
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